Since Yesterday

Pops used to ride with the devil in the car
Yeah I'm talking bout the metal in the car
Always had braud after braud
If she ain't on her job
Let the next come along
Real talk
Riding round town
He was known on every block
He said son boy you next
You better tell em who are
Then he took his chain off
Jesus piece so icy
I had to let that thang thaw
Shit I felt like a star
Let alone
Pops always had fancy ass cars
Sending pics flexin
Show you how to be a boss
Didn't trip off the law
Man he had it on lockdown
Had me in the club
Like nigga we hot now
The way he was living
Had to risk it
It was Different

Pops used to really hustle and slave in the kitchen
They wanted better for me
So I was raised different
Went to school in Pinole
But I'm from Richmond
Mama always told me
Boy Chase yo vision
But be real wit your self
I got a question
Are you really solid
Are you really reppin'
Last of the real
But we the new era
Finessin at its best
No stress
No pressure
Finesse 101
Bitch we giving out lessons
You talk about game
Baby we the best sellers
Yeah and you know we bring pressure

It feel like yesterday
You know i get high
You know shit done changed
Look at the sky
Cant forget them faces
Gotta get the bag
Then I'm gone face this
It still feel like yesterday
You know i get high
You know shit done changed
Look at the sky
Cant forget them faces
Gotta get the bag
Then I'm gone face this



Credits
Writer(s): Laconte Watson Jr.
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