Boodjie - Back Den Lyrics

Aha
Ya digg
Blue Bill 2
Take these folks back
85 South 85 North

Member Reese them running from 12
And my mama worked 12 to 12
Before I ever seen saved by the bell
Knew some n***as was hell on a scale
Lemon Street it was me and Latrell
Can't forget bout Quaran and Joel
Couldn't picture this shit when I left
Damn, both of the twins out of breath
RIP to the bricks we came up in
Childhood friends I won't see again
I never could see this shit back den
Never could see this shit back den
RIP to the bricks we came up in
Childhood friends I won't see again
I never could see this shit back den
Never could see this shit back den

I be like damn, I can't even believe this shit
Be lying if I said could've dreamed this shit
Use to watch n***as on TV countin up racks like that could be me and shit
My n***as never had the dreams they was stuck
In that heat walking round with that beam and shit
Trappin tryna be Big Meech and shit
From where n***as die young we breachin shit
Talk real shit on my mixtape they be like Corey doing all this preaching shit
Treating me like Shariff and shit
They don't wanna see a n***a lead this ship
They rather see a n***a locked down shackled in links and shit
Masked up on grim reaper shit
Slime a n***a on some sleazy shit
But f*ck it I know how it do
Born off the porch we wasn't raised on no stoop
2010 I was coolin with woomp
Uncle Swade pullin up serving the fruit
First time I ever had that .40 pulled on me was barely in school
That was like 2005 I couldn't shed a tear out my eye didn't know what to do
And my daddy know it's true
I don't like cappin in the booth
These n***as got cavities in their tooth
All that sweet talking n***as be doing
I been solo dolo getting it since my mama had crip blue suzuki
That was 2009 on the block like O-line to tell you the truth
I done been everywhere and back and stood on all 10
I can't let you get away with that we all men
James Blake, I don't know about my dreams I'm fallin
F*ck that shit I ain't puttin no doubt in myself from this day forward I'm ballin
I was walkin fore I was talkin
Had to get these n***as up off me
If you in the streets and you ain't gettin no money get in a coffin
Sign myself I ain't takin no offers
You wasn't with me on that carpet
Get on the beat and I turn to a author
Preach to the streets like Creflo Dollar
Bill

Member reese them running from 12
And my mama worked 12 to 12
Before I ever seen saved by the bell
Knew some n***as was hell on a scale
Lemon Street it was me and Latrell
Can't forget bout Quaran and Joel
Couldn't picture this shit when I left
Damn, both of the twins out of breath
RIP to the bricks we came up in
Childhood friends I won't see again
I never could see this shit back den
Never could see this shit back den
RIP to the bricks we came up in
Childhood friends I won't see again
I never could see this shit back den
Never could see this shit back den