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letra de past to present - sxstem

[verse 1]

i was working two jobs for two months (two jobs) that don’t cut it
tryna’ put myself back to school end up stunting (why i do that)
it’s funny how that money make you feel i been running
back and forth between jobs but not progressing (not at all)
i want this i want that mom said you stressing
she d-mn right i want life tryna’ force my blessings
but that did what nothing but teach a lesson
i want this i want that i’m so confused
i end up with small gains but i’ll probably lose
if i keep it up i need to speed up without re up (without that)
go back to school some time i need freed up (i need that)
if that mean lose a job for that i done freed up
salary is key not hour rates and e-z bucks
sixty hours a week with no vacation
barely sick days h-ll no i ain’t waiting
i’m going back to school to get my education

[chorus]

i got my bachelors now (finally man)
now what (oh sh-t)
i wasted my time, my talents, a conformist(d-mn)
seemed important but i turned dormant
trying to make the deaf hear me(hear me), and thе blind see me (see me)
the paralyzеd feel me (feel me), i’m beyond dirty (dirty)
filthy defines me (uh-huh), sick on a rhyme spree
perfect timing, i struck gold and diamonds
[verse 2]

you ever get pulled over by them federales
you in a foreign whip and they ain’t too happy bout’ it
doing triple digits not giving a cr-p about it
ya shorty dropping dimes but you talking yourself up out it
life lessons for her, ain’t no stressing (told her)
it’s a blessing what i learned out of state in florida
was never on the corner, ain’t have to follow orders
i was blind tight rope walking cross the border
risked a lot but i ain’t never have to shoot or slaughter
straightened up, i’m tryna’ have a future daughter (facts)
that only need the love of her mom and father
any drama face my llama tell them not to bother
she gone take the family fortune even farther (do that baby)
generational wealth preservation of self
never worry bout’ the letter on face of a belt (don’t do that)
and the hate about your life is them hating themselves

[chorus]

trying to make the deaf hear me, and the blind see me
the paralyzed feel me, i’m beyond dirty (dirty)
filthy defines me, sick on a rhyme spree (mhmm)
perfect timing, i struck gold and diamonds
the deaf hear me (uh-huh), and the blind see me
the paralyzed feel me, i’m beyond dirty (dirty)
filthy defines me (okay), sick on a rhyme spree (uh-huh)
perfect timing, i struck gold and diamonds

- sxstem

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