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lirik lagu back in my day ft naimad – keyxnn

[verse 1 keyxnn]
back in my day, we used to run up the trap(miami)
we rolled up a wood, we smoking on good, n*ggas talking mad sh*t they get smacked(roll that sh*t up)
my cousin pull up with a mac, 10(bow)

we break in yo house, and we taking yo sh*t make you live in a tent(b*tch)
we upping the mac, then we take out yo gang and we k!lled a lil n*gga i think his name brent(bop bop bop bop)
sh*t, nah, hold up i think his name raymond
i step in this b*tch with a new pair of raybands
don’t step in this b*tch with a new pair of reeboks
he stepped on my gang and guess what? you know he lost

yeah, that n*gga a silly(a silly)
i free*styled this part but i got a white plug and he really tall, i think his name billy
sh*t, f*ck, i mean i know his name billy(billy)
my cousin named baiyan but her user milly(milly)
“can you do my temu?” lil n*gga really?(really)
that sh*t might work but get yo money up
you begging to nights like what in the f*ck?(the f*ck)
you barely get paid let’s keep it a buck
lil n*gga lock in, keep yo tummy tucked(broke ass b*tch)

[interlude keyxnn and naimad]
keep you tummy tucked(pop)
yuhhh, pudeinnawadalaida
and now you know i put in it the wok and i eat up
woo*hoo, sheesh
we got malfoy, harvey right next in the studio(yuh), right ‘cross the street
we really in the trap house studio, we ain’t got a single light
[verse 2 naimad]
said that his cousin pulled up with these mac 10
but back in my day suppressing all emotions
tucking sh*t down to the bottle with pop
pressure on pressure, this sh*t wouldn’t have stopped
winning was done with me, feelings had spelt
limit myself to like 3 of then now
i can’t feel nothing, don’t talk to me
my life is over, might as well k!ll

will i fall down or i rise to the top
you keep me down, is it worth it or not
i don’t wan’ die, it that too much to ask?
you sticking with me, i’m sticking with that
baby’s in baby’s, they don’t really help
generational trauma makes little kids yelp
i just won’t k!ll you my darling don’t yell
speaking to you, past fixations don’t help

[verse 3 keyxnn]
back in my day, we used to run up the trap(miami)
we rolled up a wood, we smoking on good, n*ggas talking mad sh*t they get smacked(roll that sh*t up)
my cousin pull up with a mac, 10(bow)

we break in yo house, and we taking yo sh*t make you live in a tent(b*tch)
we upping the mac, then we take out yo gang and we k!lled a lil n*gga i think his name brent(bop bop bop bop

- keyxnn

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