They tell me leave the past behind cuz really I'm behind
Everyday I'm on my grind cuz I'm still in my prime
I'm just tryna fucking shine so I look at the time
I just sit back and reminisce a daily rewind
Yeah we wasn't dirt poor but we grew up rough
Never swagged out, Mentally things was tough
One day I fucking had it, Enough was enough
Yeah a nigga grew balls cuz I stole some stuff
But I'm passed that
I was immature that was way back
Now we in July I just wanna bring May back
Always on my grind even when I'm in a Maybach
Ignorance is bliss and I really meant to say that
Credit card maxed out I'm looking for some pay back
Waiting on my time and I ain't tryna delay that
Real recognize real, Niggas never keep it trill
Put my shoes on then you'll understand how we feel
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Rap Paradox
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