Joe King - Way Back When (feat. Jakobe_88) Lyrics

Can you hand me a beer
By the time I'm 16, you're either going to be down in the dirt, stuck down in the dirt
Or you're going to be up in space, and have a lot of money, and be like Muhammad Ali
How much do you really want to be up

Damn
How bad do you want to be
Desire
I remember way, way, way, way back when I was on the news and I made like top ten

I was so short, man, couldn't even touch rim
Didn't show to my game, I felt like the lightning
If I can't see, how do I shoot? Let the light in
Supposed to be by my side, something like a titan

Loving you from hating you is something that I'm fighting
You don't even understand the excitement
Trying to buy gifts, I don't care if you like it
Say you gonna show, I know you not, I'm a sidekick

I got a big heart, just know that you inside it
I got so much pressure and I swear I'ma apply it
Time's moving fast, I got the ball, I'ma spike it
Devil bringing in the blitz, how do I survive this

May the all-star team want your number, could you sign it
Every time I score, bless the devil, once I tie it
I've been in the heat of hell, so sick of this climate
I know you got blessings for me, it's just hard to find it

Every single mile and you gave me, you see I climbed it
Lord, if I can't get in your gates, I'ma pry it
I'm just angry venting, Lord, I hope that you don't mind it
You got big shoes and I think they need resizing

Diving, back in the past
It's a blast from the past, man
I remember way, way, way, way back when
I was on the news and I made like top ten

But that was back then when I was a man
And I still am
Yeah, I'm coming for everything that said I couldn't have
And I'm taking back everything you took from me

If you know me, you see the hurt in my heart and I still bleed
Have me on my knees, dreaming, Lord, please help me
He said, look up in the crib, you got a kid
So that f*ck shit don't matter no more

Gave away all my f*cks, that means I don't really give a f*ck
What you gotta say to me
You come around, try to play me
I'm a do like don't rain me

Put the shawty in a body bag
Yeah, I'm a grab a strap
It gonna be your last dance
Try to act like it was nuts

I was f*cking around
And that's that
Ain't no going back
I'ma leave you in the back of the Maybach

I'm hurt, stab me in the back
But you said that you would never do that
Now I'm looking back, man
But that was in the past, man

Now I'm about to blast off
Just like Nasty
Fast like NASCAR
Time to hit the gas

This is this
And that was that
Taking off to another level
Rid of the hurt that was the devil

Bury the shovel
We ain't going back
Take the knife out my back
You said you wanna be champ

Well, now you can
But you forgot this is God's plan
You try to build it on sand
Yeah, we gonna do it again, again, again, again

Yeah, we started as friends
But then you wanna be king
So I'm like a frenemy
More like the enemy

You ain't no friend of me
You ain't gonna be the end of me
I'm finally free
Yeah, we just getting started

When you call Marty, I'ma handle that shit on my own
Yeah, I'm grown
This shit off the dome
I remember way, way, way, way back when I was on the news

And I made like top ten
First, there was Hey Man
Then they tried to be friends
Past tens

Yeah, I felt jaded
I gave my boy my address
Then I got raided
Busted through my door

Get my head off the pavement
I'm cooperating
Wanna know what happened
But my memory is fading

20 years of life
Now that's what I'm facing
I don't do fronts when you see you have my payment
Gotta go to court

Hell no
I don't do statements
Need a couple bars
My bad, man

My bad, man
My god, man
Let's go
Don't take my ass down to no f*cking station

Ain't saying a word
Thinking I'm cooperating
Now come and walk in my shoes
How much do you really wanna be up

Came too far from that kid in the basement
Oh, I miss your birthday
Well, happy belated
Your funeral's in three days and I hope you can make it

Dress from neck to toe cause you decapitated
Now you can't really think down in meditation
How much do you really wanna be up