Oh how time flies
The more you stand by
There goes another year
Oh how time flies
The more you run wild
The year drift away from you
I miss my granny house era that shit was dope
I had my hands in that bag yeah i did the most
Biggest L i ever took was never stackin a dime
As i grow older i realize the value of a dime
And the strength of a dollar
Its power in the paper
Used to get my hands filthy like i was diggin up dirt
Buss a band i made my way without fakin
Stayed true to myself
Cant say the same for others touchin their wealth
They always judged my cover art made assumptions bout me
Til its revealed im certified and they not f*ckin wit me
I been around the way more than once
That fendi facts
I make somethin outta nothin
I refuse to be a slap
Oh how time flies
The more you stand by
There goes another year
Oh how time flies
The more you run wild
The year drift away from you
I had some stressful type of days where i was abusing these drugs
Thought shit could get no better my life was under the rug
Been shot at more the 5 times tryin to figure whats their grudge
While packin somethin bulky that could pull a nigga plug
See i was taught to be under never give up the ghost
And when shit hit the fan to never give up on hope
And always take yo Ls on the chin lifes a lesson
You gotta fumble a few times thats how the wise gain wisdom
I been authentic you kiddin me
Not wit the fakin no fraudulence
The epitome of trill thats why the realest they stick to me
Make the haters sick they might need an antihistamine
I keep my head held high even when they dissin me
Oh how time flies
The more you stand by
There goes another year
Oh how time flies
The more you run wild
The year drift away from you