The Past (feat. X0 Mayne & Philthy Dinero)

I’m so stuck in the past, why? Cause I was so broke but now I’m living the fast life And I ain’t time for bitches so if I give you some minutes you better act right Yea I ain’t got time for shit like those niggas that don’t be wiping they ass right Ew that was a nasty bar Used to ride in that busted toyota, now my mom got a flashy car Yea shit used to be hella different I used to be hella ignit But thank God I’m a better man Finna have ice on my wrist then I’ll be like the weather man And my rivals be like I got 7 bands But they really only just got 7 fans I would just wanna get money and f*ck all these bitches But this rap shit is not just about girls and the riches But don’t get it twisted, I still want the guap Everything I see is green so I can never stop They bring up the past, and I’m like who asked We don’t care nomo, we ain’t worried bout that You sit on yo ass, you ain’t countin no cash You like to talk, see we like to act I got ten hotties and all of em bad I got ten shootas and all of them masked They pull up deep like curry or nash Splash, Splash A young nigga back from the dead I think you should tell all ya friends His mental is different his body is different You know he be bustin them heads Late night he be cruising Reminiscing he be choosing, all of the scars and bruise and memories that be moving Reflecting on his past self, compare it to his new wealth Grandma pray that he do well, protect his soul from new devil New location, same roots Same bar, different boots New mask, same dude Can’t forget your past, it haunts you I am on both sides of the spectrum I feel the strain the in affection Whenever I mention, my newfound direction of my life’s destination And the animosity in question They bring up the past, and I’m like who asked We don’t care nomo, we ain’t worried bout that You sit on yo ass, you ain’t countin no cash You like to talk, see we like to act I got ten hotties and all of em bad I got ten shootas and all of them masked They pull up deep like curry or nash Splash, Splash Goodbye to my last Goodbye to my past Goodbye to the niggas that said I won’t make it Goodbye to the niggas that say they love it but they actually hate it Yea I’m saying goodbye to the bullshit ‘Cause all that shit was so damn foolish Yea I stay calm but I still keep my piece like a Buddhist And these niggas snakes like they first name is Judas And I make ‘em salty like my first name is Lucas Yea you know who I am, don’t act all clueless Yea I’m like $osa because I’m tryna keep my cool But there’s a problem I gotta fix, I’ll pull up with a tool And I ain’t no plummer These guys talking online, I guess they couldn’t get no dumber With the heat I drop, got you thinking that it’s summer You finna hear us loud and clear, you might think that it’s thunder