Myke Dubosh - Past (Prod. D'artizt) Lyrics

All I see is a new version of me
Rollin Woods choppin trees
17 exposes to everything to make momma rang and say
"MER I brought you in this I'll take ya out I'm disappointed without a doubt"
Momma no fear momma no fear your son is here wipe ya tears
All I do is pray 23 forreal
Thank you momma movin me out my grave
This shit is real this shit is real
18 Christ took my friend away
Growin up like this
Walk like this
Talk like this
Wear this shit
Drink this shit
F*ck this bitch
You a bitch
Hold this shit
Smoke this shit
Cock that bitch
Streets and a mother was a recipe
Come get your dying needs
I might not sell the shit but have all your dreams
Nightmares come when the bag is clean
All you had to do was ask me
Close mouths dont get cash b
Nothing ever goes past meh
If it comes in my sight its everlasting (cursed gift)
Life in this generation is sad as f*ck
I'm one in alot tryin to change his luck
Looks mean more than a good heart and such
Women will cheat even if your money up
Damn pippen where jordan at
And women gon wonder why men act the way they act
That's an idol
Keep pedaling the continuous cycle
Spiteful a life goal and live folk recycled
Everything around me the earths startin to crumble
My stomach rumbles cuz I crave the truth
I know I work for me but do you work for you
Can we be equals if double standards stay
Can we be equals if double standards stay
Im tryin to keep it wilt when he dropped a hundred in the bay no games I came to play