In the Past ft. Kingpen Slim

Here's a toast, to Fast money, fast cars, My 92 top was missin, when I was livin large, how bizarre went from living to dealing hard, vanilla skies, Cause she favor Penelope, I must been Tom, grey poupon the interior, you been warned, I'm from where we made use of all mamas mason jars, kept conversation short, unless caught red handed, we let continuations take its coarse, this life ain't lit as yours, alias under all accords, moves made wise, when it's strictly King's on ya checkerboard, apologies for every woman I claim to have adored, at least they got to flaunt with a boss, ask Lira Galore, I reek of a Don nigga, it's oozing out my pours, or that's the Gucci guilty, compliments of my misses Honduras, 21 gun salute to her new nigga while he on his tours, I'll make sure to keep the occupation on ya his & hers

God bless them niggas who ain't never clear they tab, I just sit and laugh, left em in the past, I was in it, before the ** came wit bags, exceeded expectations, like I'm in the draft, million dollar Nigga, waiting on the bag, I'm waiting on the bag, just a million dollar nigga waiting on the bag, or it's back to bags, or it's back to bags

I got War wounds and different scars

I got Different hustles different cars

I be Stuffing cash in tipping jars

I make abitches nipples hard

Me and Chico had a conversation on a prison yard

Trying do some business and that paperwork's business card

Soon as you get on them bitches come it make your vision hard

Gotta visit homies in the feds before they visit God