[Hook: Young King]
Had to get back in my ways
Had to get back in my ways
I had to bring the monster back out the cage
Had to get back in my ways
Had to get back in my ways
They want the old king from back in the days
[Verse 1: Young King]
Had to get back to in my ways
I might fuck around and just back out the wraith
I had to bring the monster back out the cage
They want the old king from back in the days
Fuck a minimum wage
Self made we don't need any favors
I had run it up and fill up the safe
Straight hunnits I just walked out the bank
In the panny the fill the tank
Honey backwoods when I hit on the dank
Fuck ya bitch and yea I give her that pain
Dick in her mouth and its hittin' her brain
In the foreign switching lanes
Back in the days yeah remember them days
Catching them robberies, hittin' them stains
Running down on niggas, snatchin' them chains
Ain't talkin money it ain't relevant
She let me fuck and I just met the bitch
I buy the pussy if she celibate
And I don't never squash beef nigga
I hold grudges like elephant
Catch em, burn em, leave the skeleton
Don't leave no evidence
S 600 the big body Benz
See right through niggas, no sonagram
You niggas be bitches, juwana man
My gun man make em do the runnin' man
I'm just thumbin' through a couple bands
Somebody pass me a rubber band
They say we be tryna flex on the gram
You broke niggas will never understand
Had to get back in my ways
Had to get back in my ways
I had to bring the monster back out the cage
Had to get back in my ways
Had to get back in my ways
They want the old king from back in the days
[Verse 1: Young King]
Had to get back to in my ways
I might fuck around and just back out the wraith
I had to bring the monster back out the cage
They want the old king from back in the days
Fuck a minimum wage
Self made we don't need any favors
I had run it up and fill up the safe
Straight hunnits I just walked out the bank
In the panny the fill the tank
Honey backwoods when I hit on the dank
Fuck ya bitch and yea I give her that pain
Dick in her mouth and its hittin' her brain
In the foreign switching lanes
Back in the days yeah remember them days
Catching them robberies, hittin' them stains
Running down on niggas, snatchin' them chains
Ain't talkin money it ain't relevant
She let me fuck and I just met the bitch
I buy the pussy if she celibate
And I don't never squash beef nigga
I hold grudges like elephant
Catch em, burn em, leave the skeleton
Don't leave no evidence
S 600 the big body Benz
See right through niggas, no sonagram
You niggas be bitches, juwana man
My gun man make em do the runnin' man
I'm just thumbin' through a couple bands
Somebody pass me a rubber band
They say we be tryna flex on the gram
You broke niggas will never understand
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