Past

Hold on
Check
Why am I reminiscing
Why am I reminiscing shawty
I know that imma need a life where I don't need no better shit shawty
This is the past, this is the past, this is the past
Get it ouchea ass boy
I been slaving hard on my music school shit
High and probably on some groove shit
Low and dipping out of classes
With them yellow guidance passes
We was moving with cash to the homies whip we wanted to be slapped lit
We don't ever talk about it
All that shit is too nostalgic
Told some friends I need more time with ya
If I said that just know i'm lying to you
For years I've hated 9 to 5's
I'd rather maximize my time
Work feeling like 25 to life
My baby admitted
I get whatever I want
From her and friends and the world
She was just saying the other day bragging imma make it so easy
I was like best believe it
She asked are you finna need me
Question mark
I always need more
They finna touch their toes at sea floor
Lust fiending till their knees sore
And at the point they still need more
Got a bad who keep getting badder
I know ya'll couldn't see before and afters
Aw lord
When my mama and dad hear me
I know the first thing they finna say is that
Why u stressing on the tracks
Why u keep looking back
Why you not being true to yourself
I said I'm being me
But who's that
Who's that
Who's that
I was in my room all day
Ain't nobody tryna hear that
Damn