5 Years Later lyrics

[Intro]
Let's get it, uh, five years later
Haha, these dreams, n*gga
Uh, let me let you know
Yeah, I say, yo, bro, what you wanna do?
I got my hand on the Glock, first, on talk
We bout to hit him, my heads gon' pop
We doin' this sh*t like a what?
My n*ggas comin' on what?
Like Jeff Bezos sh*t on the city
Cause you know I'm runnin' it up

[Verse 1]
It's like it's five years later
Got a n*gga doin' his thing
They say, yo, J, bout to rock up these stages
Cause you know I'm gettin' real paid
I meet a n*gga who doin' his thing L -A -Q -O -J, you gon' blow up the stage
I'm not gon' give, I'ma do it I need a great n*gga when I'm gettin' this payin'
Fifty hundred for a feature, tell them n*ggas you ain't paid
None of this free sh*t, no more, kid I cut it off and now I'm playin'
It's like it's five years later, n*gga
n*ggas still jackin' fifth I tell them, catch him a killer and sh*t
I catch him, eat me, I'ma hit him and sh*t
Don't talk, double, I got him Birdo on the truck, like Spartan, I got him Like what, how the few? I tell a birdie, I spot him, I drop him
Gang, you wanna talk on this sh*t, I'm actin' number one up in the prosper
I heard the labels really wanna scout, I'm actin' draft on up in the paper
Kid, New York, shout out my n*ggas, we ball at the Knicks
Yo Twister, hit a stick, I call a midget, we ballin' brick
We on top of this sh*t, we runnin' the money, we runnin' it up sh*t Fifth, gotta get it, what's the bag?
My n*ggas runnin' the sh*t on this sh*t I got money, n*gga, I don't talk
I'm a young n*gga through a sting
Broke out the knock, bro, bang, I heard this sh*t got me up in my lane
Like them n*ggas wanna talk on this sh*t, I'm actin' young n*gga up and sing
It's double -oh -seven, call me James Bond
n*gga, I ain't playin' no games, yeah It's five years later, n*gga, I ain't feelin' no weight
Got a n*gga walkin' the stage, act like O.J
You about to blow up the stage, how they talk, I ain't feelin' no weight
I call lil' bro for the mage, what's the plug?
Hit a name, I know these n*ggas, they feelin' my name
Like you steppin' inside, I'ma get him
Like a bro got the chopper, gon' get him
Bap, diss him, go get him
Bro, they got spot him, got him, diss him
Got no time, what they gon' do?
[Verse 2]
I'm like your young n*gga, hang out the coop
When I slide, make it, I move I tell them n*ggas I ain't make a truck, heard them opp n*ggas wanna pop
Everybody wanna rock, young n*ggas speakin' this game when it's choppy
Everybody wanna rock, boy, n*ggas can't rap
I'm like a young n*gga, stayin' packed
You know them n*ggas talkin' with the facts I got em, spot em, b*tch
Know I'm gettin' to them racks
Let me talk, step on this sh*t I'm like a young n*gga, do it again
They wanna talk, chop to a band
Like a b*tch wanna f*ck with a young n*gga's friend
Ain't no time, cut up the leaf All them b*tches really wanna talk
Tell that b*tch, you gon' frog it I'ma f*ck her, then I'll make her weep
Ain't no time, step in this sh*t I'm like a young n*gga, runnin' my mind
Five years later, them n*ggas feelin' like I did twenty to five
I'm only 20, do it bad, my n*ggas come and we throwin' them racks
Where you at? Get back, gra, gra, gra, gra

[Chorus]
It's like it's five years later, Jack like O.J., you rockin' him stage
I'm gettin' money, I'm gettin' real paid, hop out, fool, n*gga, I don't play

[Verse 3]
Skrrt, skrrt, hop out, n*gga, you know I don't play I got the Glock, and you know
I don't play, I call my n*ggas different than the status
Like O.J., you really wanna do it, I make y'all n*ggas feelin' the weight
I got the bag, triple I state, I got the money, I race
Y'all n*ggas come and you talk about love, but them b*tches always showin' love
I'm like a young n*gga, know what's up
Take care of the fam for our love
Let's go, b*tch, I'ma step with the glove
Like you, Michael, you punchin' and talk on this sh*t
My n*ggas know I'm up, gang
[Outro]
It's like five years later, you know that I'm up
I throw the bag, different what's up
More money comin' with it up
Gra, gra!