Digital

I like that Uh, uh, uh Uh-huh, uh, uh Ooo, uh, yeah Flashback, digital dash He used to run with a gun and a mask He used to take all your shit in a stash Now he a good boy, used to be bad Flashback, digital dash Go on and run off his twelve on his ass Load up the chopper if they tryna clash Now he a good boy, used to be bad Flashback, digital dash He used to run with a gun and a mask He used to take all your shit in a stash Now he a good boy, used to be bad Flashback, digital dash Flashback, digital dash Flashback, digital dash Flashback, digital dash Huh, shit Nine times out of ten, he gon' die or he gon' go to jail Let's not pretend Huh, look, everybody starts as a kid with a pure heart Then they turn to him Papa died, mama died, all the nigga know is sin Traumatised, freedom jeopardised, he just wanna win What's a smile when you dodging strikes, dodging every pin? Fifteen on his head, he ain't tryna go in Fifteen on his head, make the po-po grin Five years later, all that po-po talk is just a Flashback, digital dash He used to run with a gun and a mask He used to take all your shit in a stash Now he a good boy, used to be bad Flashback, digital dash Go on and run off his twelve on his ass Load up the chopper if they tryna clash Now he a good boy, used to be bad Flashback, digital dash He used to run with a gun and a mask He used to take all your shit in a stash Now he a good boy, used to be bad Flashback, digital dash Flashback, digital dash Flashback, digital dash Flashback, digital dash I've been sinning away all the feelings inside I'm feeling the feet and feeling the miles Running the streets, dodging the signs Run from the heat, stay with the iron Cop killing me, that's not a crime I'm selling weed, I'm doing five I'm selling weed, I'm doing five I'm selling weed, I'm doing five I've been sinning away all the feelings inside I'm feeling the feet and feeling the miles Running the streets, dodging the signs Run from the heat, stay with the iron Cop killing me, that's not a crime I'm selling weed, I'm doing five I'm selling weed, I'm doing five I'm selling weed, I'm doing five Fully auto with the chopper Make a op a drop up That's the same shit that's sending niggas straight to lock up That's the system put in place they use to try to stop us The same system put in place that niggas always fall for Far from where I was Guns, drugs, twelve con run But I'm still a felon, if I fuck up then I'm done Where I'm from, niggas that don't tough up get stomped on And niggas that get looked at as a target get locked on I ain't going back to jail That's a dump Five years later, all that jail talk is just a Flashback, digital dash He used to run with a gun and a mask He used to take all your shit in a stash Now he a good boy, used to be bad Flashback, digital dash Go on and run off his twelve on his ass Load up the chopper if they tryna clash Now he a good boy, used to be bad Flashback, digital dash He used to run with a gun and a mask He used to take all your shit in a stash Now he a good boy, used to be bad Flashback, digital dash Flashback, digital dash Flashback, digital dash Flashback, digital dash I've been sinning away all the feelings inside I'm feeling the feet and feeling the miles Running the streets, dodging the signs Run from the heat, stay with the iron Cop killing me, that's not a crime I'm selling weed, I'm doing five I'm selling weed, I'm doing five I'm selling weed, I'm doing five I've been sinning away all the feelings inside I'm feeling the feet and feeling the miles Running the streets, dodging the signs Run from the heat, stay with the iron Cop killing me, that's not a crime I'm selling weed, I'm doing five I'm selling weed, I'm doing five I'm selling weed, I'm doing five