Past Life Lyrics

I hope you forgive me, when the time is right

I'm still paying for my sins, from a past life

Told myself to win, I didn't need to ask twice

I been grinding, call it sliding in a half pipe

You think I'm flexing, but to me this isn't half nice

I'm about my cake, I need my tax right

I'm a get the last laugh, I'm a take the last slice

I'm down with my day one's, you ride with your last night's

You should know I chose the trap, right?

Living fast, I chose fast whips and fast bikes

Biting bars behind my back, I know you backbite

Fat racks, through the phone, call it cellulite

Gucci Supreme bags, it ain't no Samsonite

Been living in the darkness, and now music been a flashlight

And now I'm in the spotlight

They bitter like some Marmite

Trying to beef with Southside, better do it on site.

You know Southside Matt the savage,

You know ParticKxxLee, the socialite

You could never understand my life

You think in terms of black and white

How could you still live in apartheid?

You tried to go to US, because you want to meet the stars, right?

This could have been the start, slime

But you ain't want the part, right?

I could make a phone call and you're on your way

I could take a trip and make some better days

I could speak to Rich Forever, you could not relate

It's too late to apologise, it's too late to collaborate.

You couldn't see the bigger picture, something that you know that I couldn't paint,

Couldn't paint. (Yeah)