[Verse 1:] Yeah the boy from the city, but I ain't been there in awhile though I started doin' all the wrong things So I had to leave town, had to lie low Yeah, it's middle fingers to the 5-0 I'm yellin' free my n***a Slim from that low end I remember when lil homie went and got a check Had us rollin' through the strip in his old Benz Damn, now I'm missing all my old friends While I'm posted in Miami with some new n***a's Don't get it wrong, man these folks are cool people But I really can't trust but a few n***a's And that gotta be the boys that I grew with We was young and livin' life, it was too lit In my home town, that's when I wasn't sh** But now I'm on everyone wanna know legit, word Funny how it goes, back in high school I was f**in' all the ho's And I didn't have to worry bout a goddamn thing But now I got bills, feel like I'm getting old I wanna take it back to the long a** nights So f** it, I'm a pack and book a long a** flight, back to Minnesota Put the city on my shoulder, let them know I'm coming home, I fee like it's only right [Hook x4:] I miss them nights I'm going back to the nights, I'm going back to the nights The nights in Minneapolis [Verse 2:] When I left I was flying coach, but comin' back I'm in first cla** Drew and West, came and got me from the airport Them been my homie since the days we were skippin cla** We was livin fast, til our brother past R.I.P. that n***a Beezy, I'll say that forever Cause all I got up in this world is my f**in' n***a's So whether Heaven, hell, or Earth, we gonna stay together Hit up Brandon, told that n***a that I'm in the App We bout to pull up on you n***a, tell me where you at Went and got him, bought some weed and we blew the pack Brought some b**hes to the crib and they threw it back Now the homie's say I'm back to my old ways Like I'm starting from the jump man that's what it seem My city love my like I'm Prince in them old days And if you grew up where I grew up then you know what I mean [Hook]