From Past To Present

This how it started, I wanted to grow up successful I wanted to get everything that I wanted myself So I wouldn't be forgetful I'm finna buy my momma her own crib Cause I know that shit could be stressful I'm finna buy my sister her own whip Cause I know that shit would be special I always told myself I'd never give up That separates me from the rest I never wanted mom and dad to split up That shit made me stressed But you can't stress over things you can't change That's one thing I learned from my past I'm never coming in last This money be getting me gassed Imma go f*ck up a bag When I was young, I grew up in four different houses First two on the Westside Then we moved out cause we couldn't afford it I still sold them packs on the Southside But I ain't tripping, wherever I'm at you could find me Just know I'll be outside Imma stick with my n***** cause they ride Running up checks, I ain't ever gon' switch sides After we moved, we went to the heights And we got a new crib in the North East I remember just packing and moving F*ck I was tired, I couldn't get no sleep But I said f*ck it, I got it I been a real ass lil n**** since four feet I told 'em I'm coming with more heat I'm on the leaderboard, don't need a score sheet I had to struggle, in order for the come up If you did the shit that I did growing up You would get caught in some trouble I had to hustle, all night from the sun down to sun up If you seen the shit that I seen growing up You would be scarred, only double One day I got me a pack Took it to school, got rid of it fast Took a few hits, put it back in my bag I know they smelled me cause I smelled like gas But f*ck what they think I know what they say is fake They smiling up in my face When they thinking bout taking my place Wanted them bands, wanted them commas Running up bands, staying out of that drama Do what it takes, Imma go out and get it Do what I need to won't ever regret it Imma get rich, either with or without them I don't need no help, I could do it myself Cashing these checks so I'm gon' need a pen I'm happy as f*ck with the cards I was delt I got success in my blood, just watch and you'll see Imma sit back and smoke on some trees All the millionaires gon' f*ck with me Only f*ck with the bitches thats finer then me The shit that I say, I ain't lying If you ain't growing, you dying Im so high yeah, I feel like I'm flying I'm a Leo, bitch I'm a lion Back to me growing up, had to get shit by myself But I ain't complaining, I went out and did it You hating, then go somewhere else Since I was young I made money moves Imma big stepper, got bloody shoes When I see twelve I put on my running shoes If I'm coming, just know that you coming too Yeah we still live up in section eight Sold three and a half, so it weigh an eighth If she bad I might take this bitch on a date When we get home just know we gon stay up late Look back at my past and I grew a lot We ain't there yet, but we gon' get rich To the ones who said I wouldn't make it I just bodied this beat, Imma dip