Past Life

But he's a genius
He acting like a fiend to dis
Fast life
Whole time I've been chastised
I can't even act right
Forgetting my past life

I'm switching the venues
I'm living thru menus
With girls on my mental
And money's essential
My temple of peace
Is creased by these thots
They said that he's hot
I'm getting glasses up
Forgeting about my past life

When I parish to paris
With money and cameras
In my face
Will I remember these dark days
When my heart race
My heart aches
For those still running
From becoming
A target
This is the life of an artist
It's the hardest but the easiest
That's the realest paradox
Depressing till you pass the aux
Dealing with the realest thots
Shit turn you to a stallion
Stop posing like a manican
Time to be a man again

Slow down
You think you woke now
Slow down
You think you woke now
Slow down
You think you woke now

The mind wakes up the sun goes down
The mind wakes up the sun goes down
The mind wakes up the sun goes down



Credits
Writer(s): Bohlokwa Kupi
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