Back Then - Kur

I come from Vernon road, I got it popping

And I can’t wife none of these hoes because they thotting

Tell 'em catch up, I’m too far, I got it popping

And when this shit got so hard I had to lock in

Really meant it from my heart, I said I got you

When I had to get it gave my all, so we get out it

Everything I put on hard I’m getting outta

Look at me, I came so far from the bottom

From a place where they exposed, we’re just digging for gold

Man this shit is so cold, you can’t get swallowed

Send him a few hellos if it’s a problem

Shit like why you came so close, I’m tryna holler

Why you spend so much on clothes, wear it once then it’s old

That’s the way that it goes, I’m bout a dollar

Seen her, she like hit my phone, I didn’t bother

Looked up and his paper was gone, now he sour

Baby can you please slow down, I’m tryna holler

Toilet paper talk for me, I’m bout a dollar

I just gotta reach my goals, I gotta help my bros

I gotta catch this flow, I’m getting hotter

Already had them hoes so I won’t bother

Came to the crib, act weird, I kicked her out it

Nothing that I do is wet, I’m way too solid

Back then my family was scared, that’s why the doubt it

I come from Vernon road, I got it popping

And I can’t wife none of these hoes because they thotting

Tell 'em catch up, I’m too far, I got it popping

And when this shit got so hard I had to lock in

Really meant it from my heart, I said I got you

When I had to give this shit my all, so we get out it

Everything I put on hard I’m getting outta

Look at me, I came so far from the bottom

From a place we shake your soul, niggas ain’t gon' fall

We gon' get back up and keep on trying

Walk in and all heads turn, I move, they eyeing

Lotta bullshit getting sold but I ain’t buying

I’m about to go on the road, doing all of these shows

Gotta get to the dough, I feel excited

Ruth Chris, barbecue shrimp, I got the itis

I was too sick when I got the call that Greg was dying

I’m like whose bitch?

All on my dick, think I’m a piper

They like who’s this?

That’s young Kur, feeling like Michael

Lotta these hoes getting recycled

These boys are nothing like me, this game is something shiesty

Bust plays I wanted Nikes, I pray when it was Friday

And I gave niggas the light

I pray when it was Friday, put pain inside the mic

And I gave niggas the light

I come from Vernon road, I got it popping

And I can’t wife none of these hoes because they thotting

Tell 'em catch up, I’m too far, I got it popping

And when this shit got so hard I had to lock in

Really meant it from my heart, I said I got you

When I had to give this shit my all, so we get out it

Everything I put on hard I’m getting outta

Look at me, I came so far from the bottom