PnB Rock – Nowadays (Official Audio)

Lyrics to “Nowadays” performed by PnB Rock

Yeah I had to bust my life up
Get my change up, had to get my ice up
Get my bands up, had to get my mans up
For the block, yeah I do it for my fam, yeah

Here’s a little story bout a n**ga named PnB
Know a couple p**sy n**gas thinking bout deleting me
I don’t give a f**k though, cause I keep that thing with me
When them n**gas run into me, keep that same energy

Came from a broken home, momma she was never home
All our fathers dead and gone, yeah they left us all alone
Momma had to sell crack, ‘member n**gas took her pack
Robbed her for a f**king sack, now we gotta start from scratch

In and out of shelters, felt like God found us
All these f**king family members, ain’t nobody help us
It don’t even matter though, we gone be rich one day
‘Til then I’m on the block, trapping up a one way
N**gas talking crazy they don’t want no f**king gun play
I’ll pull up on that n**ga block, on a Sunday
Church day, I’ll turn that s**t into a hearse day

Every time you see me, I be riding with my 30
Every time you see me, I be sliding with my 30
Give a oppa 42, feel like James Worthy
Leave a n**ga brains on the sides, where the curb be
Leave a n**ga name on his shirt, like a jersey

Opp s**t, yeah we pop s**t, like a perky
Opp’s talking all that hot s**t but still ain’t hurt me
N**gas disrespect my brother name we gone murk ’em
Slide through they block, we gone do them n**gas dirty, yeah

Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on, yeah
Put some crates under the bed, just to sleep on, yeah
Put syrup on my bread, just to eat on, yeah
Nowadays, look at n**gas, we on, yeah
Nowadays, look at n**gas, we up
Still ain’t comfortable so I ain’t got my feet up, yeah
Trap phone jumping off the meter, yeah
I need 50K for a feature, yeah

Yeah I had to bust my life up
Get my change up, had to get my ice up, ice
Get my bands up, had to get my mans up
For the block, yeah I do it for my fam, yeah

Do it for the block, can’t just do it for my gang, gang
Do it for the squad, yeah you know it’s New Lane
F**k all these other n**gas, oh they so lame
F**k all these rap n**gas, I’ll take one of they chain

‘Cause they sweet, yeah them n**gas hoes
They don’t want no smoke
I’ll pull up to they show with all my bro’s, with all these poles
Like what’s happening
We can get it crackin, we can get it poppin

We gone f**k them n**gas up then we gone run all in they pocket
Cause they sweet, yeah them n**gas hoes, told yo a-s before
I ain’t nothing like these n**gas that be singing to these hoes
Cause I be singing and I be trappin and I be riding round with my foe
All these lames gone get exposed, I just get it with my woes

Used to sleep in the crib, no heat on, with no heat on
Put some crates under the bed, just to sleep on
Put syrup on my bread, just to eat on, just to eat on
Nowadays, look at n**gas, we on, yeah
Nowadays, look at n**gas, we up, yeah
Still ain’t comfortable so I ain’t got my feet up, yeah
Trap phone jumping off the meter, yeah
I need 50K for a feature, yeah…

PnB Rock 2018