20 Years Later - Yung Pinch

Now it’s 20 years later somewhere far across the ocean

Here I am, chillin' with the homies on some grown shit

Thank God that I made it this far

If it wasn’t for my driver then I would’ve crashed the car

It’s the beach boy comin' through the city goin' hard

I got big money callin' I’m just tryna play it smart

Play it smart, I’m just tryna play it smart

Play it’s smart, I’m just tryna play it smart

I got rich hoes with me and they don’t know who you are

They say, «Yung Pinch why you such a goddamn star?»

Poppin' bottles at the club, gettin' more drinks at the bar

These hoes showin' love, put the whole thing on they card, wait

What you mad for?

I know bad hoes, on some dark shit

They get cash flow, do your own thing, see how that goes

That’s what I did, yeah, that’s what I did

Now it’s 20 years later somewhere far across the ocean

Thank God that I made it this far

If it wasn’t for my driver then I would’ve crashed the car

It’s the beach boy comin' through the city goin' hard

I got big money callin' I’m just tryna play it smart

Play it smart, I’m just tryna play it smart

Play it’s smart, I’m just tryna play it smart

Used to be the homie, now we on our own shit

Don’t know who you are now

Switched up who you rode with

Don’t act like you know me, don’t act like you know shit

Don’t act like we friends now, boy you on that hoe shit

Hatin' on the low shit, talkin' bullshit

Say you wanna see me win, I know you don’t

Bitch, remember they ain’t like me

Now they act just like me, ran off with my old steeze

Tryna dress just like me, I see all that fuck shit

Ain’t shit gettin' by me, used to want to fight me

Well pussy boy come try me

I’m with all that fuck shit, actin' like you tough shit

New homies really with the shits and they gon' bust quick

No I am not tough bitch, I care about my safety

No you can’t replace me, hell no you can’t replace me

'Cause I want this forever, yeah forever

I got all these bands in my hands might change the weather

Wish it would get better, I just need a freight

Slide it back homeboy you know I’m gon' be safe

Look at where I’m at now, this shit feel like fate

Look at where I’m at now, you can’t pass the gate

Now it’s 20 years later somewhere far across the ocean

Here I am, chillin' with the homies on some grown shit

Thank God that I made it this far

If it wasn’t for my driver then I would’ve crashed the car

It’s the beach boy comin' through the city goin' hard

I got big money callin' I’m just tryna play it smart

Play it smart, I’m just tryna play it smart

Play it’s smart, I’m just tryna play it smart