Back in the days

Back in the days It wasn't no AIDS It wasn't no AK's More afros than braids Wasn't nuttin for a boy to get a straight fade But not no mo Niggaz done twist up the fro Let it lock and grow Quick to go to gunplay bout that fro Nigga you don't know And I'm thinkin bout when Round the time i was ten And way before the pen The worst thing i ever remember seeing Was a boy get his whole head bashed in But now they gettin blown off Whole chest torn off Whole block roped off Two clips in his house for fuckin round Runnin off at his damn mouth Yep back in the days it wadn't bout fame And it wudn't bout a name Plus it wudn't no thang To kill a nigga and do the rest of ya life in the chain gang But na shit done changed And I know it seem strange But I'm a maintain So I'm a stack my flow and say "fuck you hoes" stay the fuck out the chain gang