Past Started (feat. Brandez)

I grind my hardest get past where I started Feelings departed it turned me an artist I speed on these beats had to slow down to walking That money start rolling we stack till we flossing If you tryna win gotta count up some losses Try it again it'll turn you a boss Red on my socks like I stepped in from Boston She peeping the bezel she knowing it's costing Push start the whip drop the top and we slide I had to fall back I won't feeling the vibe They front like they real and it's all a disguise I'm off the shrooms I'm way geeked up than fried She wanna hang take that bitch to the sky She blowing my high she keep asking me why Won't say a word fore I tell you a lie Been making this dough by my lonely it's fine Rodeo Drive I'm enjoying the sunset Smoking and thinking bout shit I ain't done yet How you gone floss and ain't ran up the funds yet You can win in this shit it's the process Ran it up I been trusting the process Ran it up I been trusting the process She gave me brain I'm enjoying her mindset Focused on my sense making ya no cents I just made a check spent half on a timepiece Splurge with my niggas we doing it large Shopping with the fam put my moms on Marni She reminiscing bout times it was hard I sip the lean I don't fuck with the bars I rep the hood free the guys out the bars (2-5) Time be revealing and shoutout Debarge We skurt off in foreigns make whole lotta noise Yea I grind my hardest get past where I started Feelings departed it turned me an artist I speed on these beats had to slow down to walking Mini-mes don't get it get plenty chesse In a Bentley I used to just sit dream Put yo bitch on a pedestal revenue tripling I'm getting plenty dreams and it's not only music things I just spent a big band Kash was behind me Smash on a dime piece flash on a time piece Fast in the lane way me and her the same way All we really want is a bitch that is thick wit fit in a pent in the same day Game day game face Imma beat it like the light on rain day Plain face when I cop me a plain jane Cause I know the next week I won't get a plain jane I grind my hardest get past where I started Feelings departed it turned me an artist I speed on these beats had to slow down to walking That money start rolling we stack till we flossing If you tryna win gotta count up some losses Try it again it'll turn you a boss Red on my socks like I stepped in from Boston She peeping the bezel she knowing it's costing Push start the whip drop the top and we slide I had to fall back I won't feeling the vibe They front like they real and it's all a disguise I'm off the shrooms I'm way geeked up than fried She wanna hang take that bitch to the sky She blowing my high she keep asking me why Won't say a word fore I tell you a lie Been making this dough by my lonely it's fine I grind my hardest get past where I started Switch me a bitch then I switch me a flight I just be recording all night Even if the fucking lights off and it is your bitch Then I promise imma still get right