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Back when rappers was really rappers What's the word world Passed the herse passed the herse Passed the herse passed the herse Passed the herse passed the herse Passed the herse passed the herse It's been a minute since they seen a style with no gimmicks Clouds is their limits 'cause we in them Eyes go squinting more L's but we winning Acting like it's hard to find women When I'm in it it's hard to find limits Remember those days it was hard to find a living But now we got ends and it's only the beginning Big pimpin, foolin down drop 'em for their innocence Take like in a mint flow sweet like cinnamon You're a child but they treat you like a bigger man 'Cause when the pan in the sand they big 'em up like you jigga man Though you see 'em in the everfan, Though what's to say you ain't hot be your picket fan like lick a damn Before he got poppin' know he been the man With your chick and the cam rolling to an instagram Got 'em with the grams everybody say they dis their fans Know the haters do jelly but fuck it though it's the jam Aus Songtexte Mania