Hey yo what's up Vel and Rev, man
It's been a minute
How ya ladies doing nowadays I see y'all crushing
Yeah I was kicking it with JDS
Damn lately it's been crazy
The days just get a little hectic from
Remembering the times when shit was reckless
Ah but the hitters silent nowadays because they respect us
Yeah, yeah, we queens in this
Finesse like its nothing
I mean we really in this
That's right bitch
Looking back
Yo all the way back
Where it's at
Spittin' off this rap
Looking back
Yo all the way back
Where it's at
From the front to the back
Looking back
Yo all the way back
Where it's at
Spittin' off this rap
Looking back
Yo all the way back
Where it's at
From the front to the back
The sun drop down
Driving up Vermont
What now
It's time to wrap it up on top huh how
How did this even happen
Not long ago I was even rapping
Just found an outlet to ease off of my habits
My paint was dripping off of that easel
And all the pain that had built up to point like a needle
I wrote my own book
And now I needed to read it
And whether I liked the outcome or not
I needed to see it
It could all be so simple
But you'd rather make it hard for me
And anything would set out the alarm for me
Live too fast too soon too young to die quick (die quick)
A couple times, I almost died shit
Then one day I woke up
Decided to take a cold cut
How much longer would I be able to hold up
I made a conscious decision
Affected my life
And how I went from [?]
To [?] the price
And now life's never been so ill
I always reflect on my past, present, and still
Five years ago I needed to kill
So I started ripping rhymes speaking my mind
I'm bleeding and still
Looking back
Yo all the way back
Where it's at
Spittin' off this rap
Looking back
Yo all the way back
Where it's at
From the front to the back
Time passes so fast
My beginning was supposed
To make it impossible for me to be where I'm at
Shit was real different
Just a few years back
Never thought I could get through all that
I had just moved back home to LA from Seattle
No car, rode the bus before I ever got to travel
Before I went overseas
Bittersweet memories
See sick fantasies
Can become reality
But I was hopeless
I'm broken
I'm lost
Just did two weeks in county
Now I'm out of a job
Arrested at my own show
What a scene (aw hell nah)
Said it then, I'll say it now homie
Fuck the police
Two racks to my name
Rent free at my granny's
And these promoters fucking with my money
Feeling bummy
Sick and tired
No desires no goals no ambition
Just an idea a vision
A small fan-base
I'mma make 'em listen
I'mma make 'em scream my name at a show
Throw my own events and direct my own videos
I'mma blow
It's crazy reminiscing
I reflect on my past and feel better about the present
Looking back
Yo all the way back
Where it's at
Spittin' off this rap
Looking back
Yo all the way back
Where it's at
From the front to the back
So what it be like 15 with a rap dream
Tryin' to break down schemes that's flowing in my bloodstream
Know just what they mean
And how they make me feel
And I'm not mad at how they maul me
Honestly it never felt more real
So where they at though
Put your fucking hands high
And light one for you and I
No I cannot lie
Five years ago all we did was try
And we out here hungry in the grind
Never die, still alive
And yo we never quitting
We stay living through the most
And if the lane different I ain't trippin
Love the moment that I am breathing
We steady moving
Don't see the purpose of any sleeping
We keep it pushing keep it fiending come on
Doing what I love and see the aftermath
Running through these chapters
I live them too fast
They say noones safe
But I'm built to last
Y'all scratching the surface
But yo I'm breaking glass
Looking back
Yo all the way back
Where it's at
Spittin' off this rap
Looking back
Yo all the way back
Where it's at
From the front to the back
Tiff
You gonna come in here
(Laughing)
Come on in join the party
Sick
[?]
Maybe you could be recording fully the whole time
Just to capture any fuck ups and shit
And just throw it in there with out fake laughs
Tight
Alrighty
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