Heat Speaker Jace! (iayze)
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[Intro]
(Biggzy made a banger)
[Chorus]
Aye, Aye, bitch
We can talk about them old days (Old days)
Back when I couldn't tie no shoe lace and I ain't have a thing, that's the thing, niggas hate, even though I came from where they came, in they brain they ain't have no faith
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout way back, caddy on slabs davena
I got around the wrong niggas they was under me like Creed
Back then they was askin' me what I thought 'bout bein'
Not a street-preacher, aye, I'm just a heat speaker, aye
[Verse]
We can talk about them old days, back whеn I ain't have no mixtape
Back when I ain't know thеy been fake, they two-faced
Before I started chewin' percs and got a toothache
These niggas been fake, man, I guess I been late
On that E-way goin' fast like I hate bein' late
Get 'em shit-stained, rappin' like the rent ain't paid
Tryna kick it with the gang and it's too late
[Chorus]
Aye, we can talk about them old days (Old days)
Back when I couldn't tie no shoe lace and I ain't have a thing, that's the thing, niggas hate, even though I came from where they came, in they brain they ain't have no faith
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout way back, caddy on slabs davena
I got around the wrong niggas they was under me like Creed
Back then they was askin' me what I thought 'bout bein'
Not a street-preacher, aye, I'm just a heat speaker, aye
(Biggzy made a banger)
[Chorus]
Aye, Aye, bitch
We can talk about them old days (Old days)
Back when I couldn't tie no shoe lace and I ain't have a thing, that's the thing, niggas hate, even though I came from where they came, in they brain they ain't have no faith
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout way back, caddy on slabs davena
I got around the wrong niggas they was under me like Creed
Back then they was askin' me what I thought 'bout bein'
Not a street-preacher, aye, I'm just a heat speaker, aye
[Verse]
We can talk about them old days, back whеn I ain't have no mixtape
Back when I ain't know thеy been fake, they two-faced
Before I started chewin' percs and got a toothache
These niggas been fake, man, I guess I been late
On that E-way goin' fast like I hate bein' late
Get 'em shit-stained, rappin' like the rent ain't paid
Tryna kick it with the gang and it's too late
[Chorus]
Aye, we can talk about them old days (Old days)
Back when I couldn't tie no shoe lace and I ain't have a thing, that's the thing, niggas hate, even though I came from where they came, in they brain they ain't have no faith
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout way back, caddy on slabs davena
I got around the wrong niggas they was under me like Creed
Back then they was askin' me what I thought 'bout bein'
Not a street-preacher, aye, I'm just a heat speaker, aye
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