Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back Then, artist - Euroz
Date of issue: 27.07.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back Then |
They wanna see you doing good |
Just not better than them |
Imagine that |
Huh |
You can find me at the top |
This where luck can’t take ya |
I’d done ran out of fuck and favors |
The expression that my haters make they just can’t take it |
To see a nigga come up and rise above fan favorites |
Thoughts that be residing in my head |
Does she fuck with me for me, or she just tryna get ahead |
These days meeting contracts and |
Searching for partnership if not I’m signing me instead |
I let go and let God, I don’t ever stress |
I smoke kush, never stress |
Give you line on top of line, that’s the letter X |
I went to jail and found rap and for that I’m forever blessed |
Sleep that’s for broke niggas I don’t ever rest |
Promises I’ve made but I’ve never kept |
If they ain’t real we ain’t around such |
Blood, sweat, and tears, built it from the ground up |
Huh |
Praise going up |
God’s blessings just fall on me |
It’s me against the world |
No matter the odds bet it all on me |
I’m just trying to live |
No time to waste so I start homie |
Back then they didn’t know me |
Now I’m hot they all on me |
Back then they didn’t want me |
Now I’m hot they all on me |
Back then they didn’t want me |
Now I’m hot they all on me |
Back then they didn’t want me |
Now I’m hot they all on me |
All on me, all on me, all on me |
Las Vegas legend (he a legend) |
Seven years been on this shit since '07 ('07) |
Did it first so which nigga gon' do it second (it don’t matter) |
Kill em' with kindness be signing without a weapon (peace signs) |
But they don’t like that so they compete to feel complete (riight) |
Funny, now everybody compare themself to me (riight) |
Playing for keeps accomplished all this shit by 23 |
Amazing |
The Golden Age got me where I wanna be (wanna be) |
Now the world anticipating on me to lead |
My response is who got me |
Niggas wanna be put on while sloppy and then they knock me (right) |
My daughter’s three years and before she learn how to potty |
I learned and realized that this rap shit is not for everybody (real shit) |
So I’m keeping my shit solid |
They lying about catching bodies you niggas wouldn’t even cock (keep it real) |
Stayin' polished, corny niggas get demolished |
Spit knowledge and don’t even get acknowledged |
But it’s cool |
Huh |
A stand up nigga, ovation shit |
A different chick in every city that’s locationships |
It’s not the situation, more like what you make of it |
The chick you layin' next to or the cat you splittin' franklins with |
The same story, just different pages |
And I don’t drive much I get driven places |
This nostalgic, Rebecca basement |
Classic shit we be longing is what I’ve been busy making |
Make way for a new legend |
I feel it’s that time |
Cash ain’t coming like it used to so I tend to stack mine |
Hip hop on its death bed its finna flatline |
The major labels is dyin' let us indie cats shine |
They don’t care about the art |
They putting on for the bitches |
Blow the advance, they know hoes long for the riches |
I’m like a nigga who don’t understand paintings |
I had to ask myself what’s wrong with this picture |