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the past I gotta dead em
Wonder what they see in me
Air em out no BnB
Put DP on like D&G
Till we blow up like TnT
They act like they Prada me but I know it's

I put pain
Emotion
Love and devotion
In this game
Until drained
No complaints
Won't see me broken

But I'll blow a fuze
Cause this land is mine
No

answers, how
I don't wanna blow up and throw a tantrum now (Bitch)
Give me some time, give me some space
I'm living for me and it is a pain
I got some

losing action
Cause someone else made some stupid actions
Put it past me
Never let another dictate how much I'm bagging
All you actors think you savage

of the future then to the past
Dusting off my path, I laugh before I crash
The cash doesn't rule when I grab my mask
Moving fast, 7th gear with a mic in my dash

Down in myself
Can't see past my nose
Down in myself
Cold chill cuts through the bone
Dodging strikes as it blows in and burns
Kills all desire

to the past
Trapping out the basement i just wanna hit the gas

I just wanna hit the gas, gas
I be spazzing on they ass, ass
Foot on pedal i don't crash, crash

best bet is to blow so you know I'm on go
No point in cappin' no point in lackin', no more distractions soon it be past tense
I'm on your ass even

served
TnT the best she heard
(Senpai)
The best she's had
She could get cuffed but id come in last
1on1 she want my past
Told her hun im just here to smash

an outsider
You got talent and don't show it
I got talent and I'm giving you a preview
Know your facts before you blow it
Yo insecurities be really showing
My

too slow I'm moving real fast
I broke his arm he go need him a cast
Ain't shit now so they talk about the past
I got a chopper' and it's blowing out gas

the Ruler

Take it back to the past

and bring it back to the future



Hush little baby

Don't say a word

This is real hip-hop

So f*** what you heard

the past bud
I be like next up
You be like last up
Burn the beat with boiling hot lines that's some pasta
Pasta yuh
That's the typa money that I'm spending

Ain't no way I don't blow
I'm supposed to rock
Somebody stage
Every Night
Can't believe you
When you say you love me
You ain't say it twice
When you begin

Get your ass ta work work work

My past is a part of me but it is not currently be (so please)
Everybody thinking they know when me
You have never seen

what's the plan, bruh
That B shit, yellow diamonds on me, on some pee shit
I'm just tryna kick it with you baby, you and me shit
Blow a bag at Neiman's

some moonlight
Bitch you wrong
Blow my phone
Threaten to leave but I don't need hoes
Don't send no texts I don't like no code
One thing I know you not my

drillers to pop up 
Run up gun up tun up you know how it goes the rats get bun up 
Talk on me name you must be grass 
G lock gleee leave man in the past

plastered, off your nappa
When you sober up I bet you start to back track, say its banter
I find it mad that, I got laughed at, but I got past that
Knew that

is so obscene
I'm red, sleek like Christine
I put in and convene
I'm Alex no McQueen
I Got bounce like a trampoline
And Blow up no propylene
Like this

on myself, learning bout the show biz
Giving everything I got, so one day I'm gonna own it
Colors of Nostalgia, ain't no way that imma blow it
This is the one

Pull out ten swords and say goodbye
Won't act like it was all divine
But I turn pages past their lives
And now it's alright

There's not one

they master boy
For that bullshit like Mutombo nothing getting past me boy
I'm the fastest to that Gualla really I be dashing boy
Don't want your bitch

Nightrider 
Music/lyrics by: Robbie Rosen and The Past 
 
Verse 
You know I told you not to work, 
No more 9 to 5, 
Girl, relax your mind. 
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