"Away From Yesterday" lyrics Pouya Lyrics "Away From Yesterday"
(feat. South Strip)
[Pouya:]
Never had a pot to piss in, day one, I was on a mission
Broke, thinking, "This can't be the life I'm living"
I'm living, mixing Xanax with Blue Ribbon
Gotta get my mama out the house, can't work in these conditions
I gotta get on my way, gotta get on my way
I gotta get on my way, away from yesterday
I gotta get on my way, gotta get on my way
I gotta get on my way, away from yesterday
Baby Bone knee-deep in the game
Told my mama years ago, "I'ma put you in that Range," yuh
Look around, see killers on the mound
Chinchilla on my shoulder, point a finger, blow you down
This pitbull get dirty, bust a thirty in your back
Bitch, I'm flirting with the Ruger in my mouth, yuh
So, pick a route, grab a bitch by her neck and dick her out
Fuckboy need a pap smear, 'cause pussy what you 'bout, yuh
I ain't worried about these rappers biting styles
You could run a thousand miles, you would still be my child, yuh
I get high 'til my eyes look like Brock
[?] and had a thousand bitches in a flock, all pissed off
Why the fuck these bitches wanna nail me to the cross?
Running routes in my Maybach, I feel like Rick Ross
It's ALL BUT 6 until the bell ring
The doves fly, and the choir sing
Never had a pot to piss in, day one, I was on a mission
Broke, thinking, "This can't be the life I'm living"
I'm living, mixing Xanax with Blue Ribbon
Gotta get my mama out the house, can't work in these conditions
I gotta get on my way, gotta get on my way
I gotta get on my way, away from yesterday
I gotta get on my way, gotta get on my way
I gotta get on my way, away from yesterday
[Shogee2k:]
Ayy, look, I can't trust no ho, bitch, I'm [?]
Tryna take my money, girl, you dumb, now stroke your kitty cat
2K baby rolling, I need [?] or a fifty pack
[?], hoping I've been on my best behavior, look, uh
I've been doping, I've been tryna meet my maker
[?] focus, mama in my ear, one day, I pray I face her
[?], bitch, you know I need my fucking paper
Hocus pocus, flip a pack, make magic, had to make a way up
Whole gang itching, bitch, I'm tryna bust a move
Got the whole thing with us, we in business, what it do?
Toting propane, bitch, I aired the gas up out the roof
I said the whole thing itching, bitch, I'm tryna bust a move
Look, ayy, don't got time for shit, busy, I've been taking risks
He say he my twin, is he? I stay out the mix
I don't stand for cap, don't cap on me, just stand on business
You say you the captain, bet I capture your whole clique
[Pouya:]
Never had a pot to piss in, day one, I was on a mission
Broke, thinking, "This can't be the life I'm living"
I'm living, mixing Xanax with Blue Ribbon
Gotta get my mama out the house, can't work in these conditions
I gotta get on my way, gotta get on my way
I gotta get on my way, away from yesterday
I gotta get on my way, gotta get on my way
I gotta get on my way, away from yesterday