My Past Lyrics

Uhh, Uhh

Now I can see

Now I can see

Had to wipe off the glass baby

Now I can See

K-A-Z-A-N, I'm from ATL

Give a fuck bout my past

I can't worry bout dat

Had to wipe off the glass baby now I can see

I was down bad in last, had to run it up fast

Going straight to the bag ain't a challenge to me

I was getting sick of the hating

But patiently waiting for greatness

Allowed me to be

That nigga that make all figures

It ain't hard to figure my people relying on me

I ran it up, give af bout no limit

Jumped in the game and I put my Heart in it

If they playing games wit my niggas they finished

My Patna Leave a shirt red like a scrimmage

I'm finna have a couple cars in a minute

I swear I wanna see the stars in my ceiling

My windows is tinted, I'm counting on digits

My pockets on large get yo broad out my business

These niggas want beef in the streets but dey aint even come to the cookout and barbecue wit us

I might keep a stick on the seat, I'm steady on the lookout, I don't like argue wit niggas

Slim body freak, beat to sleep, I meet her at the cookout

And she damn near cried for a picture

Look out for Kazan he a wild luh nigga

I really really ran miles to get here

No bowling but im from the gutter, raised by the struggle and that's why I smile for pictures

I get that tough shit from my mother

She realer than others, she proud of her child but I'm mister

Mr.GottaKeepGrabbing, run it diagonal let dem folks know ima Bishop

Now Im flya then a bird, ain't talking bout flappy Bitches be tappin the insta

I swear to God I wasn't focused

I was on broke shit

Had to sit down in detention

I fumbled the bag I'm like oh shit

Mind wasn't open, promise I felt so suspended

Oh now you liking what I'm posting?

When I was posted yeen pay me no attention

Now I can't be focused on old shit

I'm on some mo shit

Can't get caught up in yo mentions

Give a fuck bout my past, I can't worry bout dat Had to wipe off the glass baby now I can see

I was down bad in last, had to run it up fast

Going straight to the bag ain't a challenge to me

I was getting sick of the hating

But patiently waiting for greatness

Allowed me to be

That nigga that make all figures

It ain't hard to figure my people relying on me

I ran it up, give af bout no limit

Jumped in the game and I put my Heart in it

If they playing games wit my niggas they finished

My Patna Leave a shirt red like a scrimmage

I'm finna have a couple cars in a minute

I swear I wanna see the stars in my ceiling

My windows is tinted, I'm counting on digits

My pockets on large get yo broad out my business

Bad bitch said I went ghost

Why tf she always doing the most

When I leave just know where I'm going

Straight to the top, I knew that fasho

No I can't flop or stop

a nigga done been through a lot

I slept on the floor

Kicking dirty in face, I went home and prayed for change

Now I'm the stepper in this hoe

Get it hot as peppers in this hoe

Put the racks on the table, on the floor

They know I want lotta paper, print some more

Tell the treasury they moving slow

If I give you money & you catch a attitude

Give me my bread, and get out da door

Stop you on red cuz you acting slow

Gunna said they too scared to go

Give a fuck bout my past, I can't worry bout dat Had to wipe off the glass baby now I can see

I was down bad in last, had to run it up fast

Going straight to the bag ain't a challenge to me

I was getting sick of the hating

But patiently waiting for greatness

Allowed me to be

That nigga that make all figures

It ain't hard to figure my people relying on me

I ran it up, give af bout no limit

Jumped in the game and I put my Heart in it

If they playing games wit my niggas they finished

My Patna Leave a shirt red like a scrimmage

I'm finna have a couple cars in a minute

I swear I wanna see the stars in my ceiling

My windows is tinted, I'm counting on digits

My pockets on large get yo broad out my business, bitch!

My pockets on large get yo broad out my business, bitch!

Get ya broad out my business, bitch!

My pockets on large get ya broad out my business, bitch!