[Intro: Tion Wayne]

Back then, back then, back then, back then, back then

(Tion Wayne from the ninth)

Yo, yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1: Tion Wayne]

Feds know me, they don't need no PNC

If you know me then you know the G in me (Uh)

If you know then you know how I get down (Uh)

I'm a north side boss but I get 'round (Get 'round)

No talking, I was a go-getter (Yep)

'Cah you can't talk racks if there's no cheddar (Money)

Had my Nike bomber jacket for the cold weather

And no-one stunts around me, could've known better (Known better)

I've been through the highs and the lows

Got everything I grind for on my own

Counting up P's in my zone

Those days I didn't have P's for a phone (So broke)

I swear down I couldn't pay the cab man, madman

Swear I jack man and I tax man (Bangin')

So I pray to God I ain't seeing jail (Uh)

'Cah in the beef I get messy like Lionel (Come on)

[Pre-Chorus: Tion Wayne]

I really didn't know back then

Didn't have no hoes or no clothes back then

Young boys but we had to move like men

Now I'm up, now I don't mind a throwback then

Back then, back then, back then

I wasn't no-one, now I'm certi

Au revoir broke days, arrivederci

I ain't tryna be road when I'm thirty

[Chorus: Tion Wayne]

I really didn't know back then

Didn't have no hoes or no clothes back then

Young boys but we had to move like men

Now I'm up, now I don't mind a throwback then

Back then, back then, back then

I really didn't, really didn't know back then

Now I'm up, now I don't mind a throwback then

Now I'm up, now I don't mind a throwback, I don't mind a throwback

Now I'm up now

(I really didn't, really didn't, I really didn't know back then)

[Verse 2: Dave]

I saw my circle going opposite ways

We're old friends with new news but we got nothing to say

Its like I'm so obsessed with music I got lost in my ways

I feel my conversation drifting, man, I'm Colin McRae

My best songs, they can't speak the words I want them to say

They set me up with girls that never wanted to stay

I'm looking straight through her motives man she wanted to trade, 'cause me I wanted her body and she just wanted my name

In fact she wanted my status, I mean she wanted my stripes

I'm a send this little winner, man, they wanted my life

I swear this pressure is a measure of your power and might

When everyone relies on you to make it happen at Nike

And your just tryna bring your click in tryna pattern it right

And your motive isn't clicking and your meeting times are clipping

And you're stressing 'cause you're never sleeping happy at night

You're staring deep into the darkness with your dad in your mind

I put this pressure on my back they think I'm arrogant I

Hold it down for every single fucking man on my side

And man are talking like I'm taking this chit and chattering light

Until we buck up in the flesh and then you know the fucking rest

[Chorus: Tion Wayne]

I really didn't know back then

Didn't have no hoes or no clothes back then

Young boys but we had to move like men

Now I'm up, now I don't mind a throwback then

Back then, back then, back then

I really didn't, I really didn't know back then

Now I'm up, now I don't mind a throwback

Now I'm up, now I don't mind a throwback

I don't mind a throwback, now I'm up now