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Troubling Past
by Young Matty
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Fuck around swerve off get topped on my bday
Get popped in ya top that’s the g way
We ain’t missin' but bullets on replay
Boy we bring the war like d day
I ride to the store wit your whore
With you she rock fila
Now she got Christian Dior
I’ll never miss bein' poor
Rock bottom had to sleep on the floor
Like nip I had to double up get popped like a bubble try fuck with us
Get shots for ya trouble like we dosin' up
Medicated I’m dedicated can’t even separate it
It’s a riot this ain’t no
Lil fuss imma take it to the stage back to to basics that the game
Use to rock ASICS now that changed
Over a lil change but I ain’t change
I’m still down for my day ones like I’m suppose to
I get down on block show off my post moves
When you wasn’t around I had to bring back some old schools
When you got out had to bless you with an old school
Cause when it rain Gucci got my on my tip toes
I hope they feel that pain like when I lost my lil bro
So much pain had to let my homie Sprague go
Got Marcus in them chains and I’m still yellin' free bro
Fuck around swerve off get topped on my bday
Get popped in ya top that’s the g way
We ain’t missin' but bullets on replay
Boy we bring the war like d day
I ride to the store wit your whore
With you she rock fila
Now she got Christian Dior
I’ll never miss bein' poor
Rock bottom had to sleep on the floor
I remember lonely nights on the cold floor
Stove steady bubblin like a cold sore
Peoples told me that I always had this old soul
But they don’t understand the pain a youngin going thru
Heartbreak from my homie lost his life
2 in one year felt like a sacrifice
Ain’t see my kids that much bringing tears to my eyes
Hoping I have an impact on they lives
I remember vibin' with bake Vonni and hank then we saw shots fired
I was just a jit but that ain’t mean shit
Swerve the strip bleed the clip like we done baptized em
Need a moment of silence
I ain’t never wanna see my homies locked in or boxed up
But that’s the life we live so I stay Glocked up
My lil homies get the word they gone pop up
And you can’t stop us
Fuck around swerve off get topped on my bday
Get popped in ya top that’s the g way
We ain’t missin' but bullets on replay
Boy we bring the war like d day
Fuck around swerve off get topped on my bday
Get popped in ya top that’s the g way
We ain’t missin' but bullets on replay
Boy we bring the war like d day
I ride to the store wit your whore
With you she rock fila
Now she got Christian Dior
I’ll never miss bein' poor
Rock bottom had to sleep on the floor
Like nip I had to double up get popped like a bubble try fuck with us
Get shots for ya trouble like we dosin' up
Medicated I’m dedicated can’t even separate it
It’s a riot this ain’t no
Lil fuss imma take it to the stage back to to basics that the game
Use to rock ASICS now that changed
Over a lil change but I ain’t change
I’m still down for my day ones like I’m suppose to
I get down on block show off my post moves
When you wasn’t around I had to bring back some old schools
When you got out had to bless you with an old school
Cause when it rain Gucci got my on my tip toes
I hope they feel that pain like when I lost my lil bro
So much pain had to let my homie Sprague go
Got Marcus in them chains and I’m still yellin' free bro
Fuck around swerve off get topped on my bday
Get popped in ya top that’s the g way
We ain’t missin' but bullets on replay
Boy we bring the war like d day
I ride to the store wit your whore
With you she rock fila
Now she got Christian Dior
I’ll never miss bein' poor
Rock bottom had to sleep on the floor
I remember lonely nights on the cold floor
Stove steady bubblin like a cold sore
Peoples told me that I always had this old soul
But they don’t understand the pain a youngin going thru
Heartbreak from my homie lost his life
2 in one year felt like a sacrifice
Ain’t see my kids that much bringing tears to my eyes
Hoping I have an impact on they lives
I remember vibin' with bake Vonni and hank then we saw shots fired
I was just a jit but that ain’t mean shit
Swerve the strip bleed the clip like we done baptized em
Need a moment of silence
I ain’t never wanna see my homies locked in or boxed up
But that’s the life we live so I stay Glocked up
My lil homies get the word they gone pop up
And you can’t stop us
Fuck around swerve off get topped on my bday
Get popped in ya top that’s the g way
We ain’t missin' but bullets on replay
Boy we bring the war like d day
