Back Then

[Intro: Euroz] They wanna see you doing good Just not better than them Imagine that [Verse 1: Euroz] Huh You can find me at the top This where luck can't take ya I'd done ran out of fuck [and favors] The expression that my haters make they just can't take it To see a nigga come up and rise above fan favorites Thoughts that be residing in my head Does she fuck with me for me, or she just tryna get ahead These days meeting contracts and [?] Searching for partnership if not I'm signing me instead I let go and let God, I don't ever stress I smoke kush, never stress Give you line on top of line, that's the letter X I went to jail and found rap and for that I'm forever blessed Sleep that's for broke niggas I don't ever rest Promises I've made but I've never kept If they ain't real we ain't around such Blood, sweat, and tears, built it from the ground up [Hook] Huh Praise going up God's blessings just fall on me It's me against the world No matter the odds bet it all on me I'm just trying to live No time to waste so I start homie Back then they didn't know me Now I'm hot they all on me Back then they didn't want me Now I'm hot they all on me Back then they didn't want me Now I'm hot they all on me Back then they didn't want me Now I'm hot they all on me All on me, all on me, all on me [Verse 2: Dizzy Wright] Las Vegas legend (he a legend) Seven years been on this shit since '07 ('07) Did it first so which nigga gon' do it second (it don't matter) Kill em' with kindness be signing without a weapon (peace signs) But they don't like that so they compete to feel complete (riight) Funny, now everybody compare themself to me (riight) Playing for keeps accomplished all this shit by 23 Amazing The Golden Age got me where I wanna be (wanna be) Now the world anticipating on me to lead My response is who got me Niggas wanna be put on while sloppy and then they knock me (right) My daughter's three years and before she learn how to potty I learned and realized that this rap shit is not for everybody (real shit) So I'm keeping my shit solid They lying about catching bodies you niggas wouldn't even cock (keep it real) Stayin' polished, corny niggas get demolished Spit knowledge and don't even get acknowledged But it's cool [Hook] [Verse 3: Euroz] Huh A stand up nigga, ovation shit A different chick in every city that's location shifts It's not the situation, more like what you make of it The chick you layin' next to or the cat you splittin' franklins with The same story, just different pages And I don't drive much I get driven places This nostalgic, Rebecca [?] basement Classic shit we be longing is what I've been busy making Make way for a new legend I feel it's that time Cash ain't coming like it used to so I tend to stack mine Hip hop on its death bed its finna flatline The major labels is dyin' let us indie cats shine They don't care about the art They putting on for the bitches Blow the advance, they know hoes long for the riches I'm like a nigga who don't understand patience I had to ask myself what's wrong with this picture [Hook]