From Past To Present

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M.O.E. Rob

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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

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