Trae Tha Truth - Just a Week Ago lyrics

(*talking*) Ay Trae, I thought these n***as wanted to see us make it mayn But I've been seeing otherwise mayn, but it's all hood though [Trae] I guess you n***as forgot, it seems to me that all of my n***as done lost they memories We use to be so close, inside the same vecinity but sh** done changed It ain't too much clicking, we don't even see the same no mo' We don't even hit the block to crawl, chopping up game no mo' Where sh** went wrong I really can't tell ya, but I can tell ya I sense it On top of my game with a bird's eye view, ain't no way I'ma miss it But when it's told throughout the hood, they say this n***a done changed Cause I bought a car and bought a house, and got a few diamonds and thangs But I'll be damned, if I don't get what the f** I deserve But I ask my family who I'm rolling, what about what's the word About how we use to hit them shows, at about 60 deep And if they don't get in, it's gon be a situation based out of heat I guess jealousy envy and greed, come with the turf You know realness is a given, nothing equals what it's worth But time's flying, I don't feel I wanna get it back Cause jealous motherf**ers, got me strapped for real [Hook - 2x] Damn it was all good, just a week ago I see them n***as in the streets, we don't speak though But damn it was all good, just a week ago Jealousy got me focused, this some'ing you n***as need to know [Yung Redd] You can't ever, judge a book by it's cover I'm only one in a million that came from the gutter, still I prayed for another Way to get paid, once this street sh** played out A struggle for a hustle, is never a easy trade out If money, is the root of all evil My love for these n***as in the streets, runs deeper Next second you're broke, look how these n***as treat ya Six feet underground, still I'm my brother's keeper I'm telling y'all, real talk haters get on your job Most of these rappers fraud, see they only for sars man They go for them n***as, riding your co-tail Might as well throw in the towel, you're not gon sell It's hurting ya to your heart, see us n***as prevail All's well and ends well, with some weight in the scale I'm here to cancel your plans, this one is for the fans Yeah them fake a** n***as, I ain't stealing my hand naw [Hook - 2x]