Aint like before My life changed, but i liked it before Skrt up out the trenches, life it aint like before Coming from the trenches I said robbing’s all we know Bad little bitch said she bad to the bone Said she love the road, she ain’t never coming home Likes to do her own thang, likes to be alone Love to dance Ya she lost her dreams on the pole She make good money got degrees I don’t know Line of coke life a joke got her neck froze Now her heart frozen that bitch been glowing Tryna pree my moves wanna save my heart Caught up in the scene no you never played your part Seen my uncle cook it back, seen that shit OT Never looking back said I do this for my homie With my slime on my grind ya it’s prefect timing Rolex shining f*ck a breitling ya Miss my nigga ya I see him shining, can’t rewind it Ya I seen my life switch shit it ain’t like before I’ve been on the block shooting dawg I’ve been trying score And them bitches used to curve used to leave us on ignore Like the devil she like Prada rocking Christian Dior I said came up out the sands but my heart in the cold In the kitchen whippin pots police kicked in the door Ya I’m praying for my nigga Im just hoping he won’t go Got me on my knees god please forgive our souls F*ck the opps I be battling my own brain F*ck the status and the money all we know pain Dark days I embraced cuz I been through it Throw hate on my name that’s what you been doing I say Trust me baby I know you can’t do that Told me lies baby I just want the truth back Ya, You look up in my eyes and you lied to me And whats crazy is you told me you gon ride for me You gon ride for me ya till the wheels fall Gave you all I had still it wasnt good enough Ya, just like the rest girl you gone with the wind Drowing in this liqour bitch im gone in this sin Oh, I lost my innocence Loubs up on my feet come from blood up in these streets I said this ones for my g’s for my bro This ones for Ace ya I know your with the Lord Ya I seen my life switch shit it ain’t like before I’ve been on the block shooting dawg I’ve been trying score And them bitches used to curve used to leave us on ignore Like the devil she like Prada rocking Christian Dior I said came up out the sands but my heart in the cold In the kitchen whippin pots police kicked in the door Ya im praying for my nigga Im just hoping he won’t go Got me on my knees god please forgive our souls My life aint like before, my life aint like before I aint coming home, i aint coming home My life aint like before, my life aint like before I aint coming home, i aint coming home