Song Lyrics

I made up my mind

About a hundred times

I made up my mind
About a hundred times
I cannot go back
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life

I made up my mind
About a hundred times
I cannot go back
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life

(yeah yeah)

I was selling dimes (dimes)
I was packing 9's (nines)
If a nigga get caught lacking then its game time
If a nigga want that action then I'm first in line
Bust ya head open like it was a fresh lime (fresh lime yeah)
Don't get caught lacking in the grift boy
You get hit with the stick boy
You a rich boy
You gone get fucking licked boy with my new toy
Imma hit you with that portal gun like I'm rick boy.

I made my mind up I aint going back to that old stuff
to that grift shit
yeah ay

I made up my mind
About a hundred times
I cannot go back
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life

I made up my mind
About a hundred times
I cannot go back
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life

I made up my mind
About a hundred times
I cannot go back
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life

I made up my mind
About a hundred times
I cannot go back
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life
To that old life

Tyree Elliott

The duration of Old Life is 2:26 minutes and seconds.