Past Life

(King Koji)
She gimme head in her sneakers
She my lil sneaker head
Wit some matching Leather jackets
& we paint the town red
Reincarnated Romeo & Juliet
I was Jumping out the gym
& I ain’t even broke a sweat
Must have been my opp in a past life
A couple y’all is deaded second that I get my cash right
Playing with my money you gone have a really bad night
Back n forth with Cudi on some shit to make the fans vibe
I ain’t finna play wit you But you could be my player 2
I ain’t finna wait 4 u I’m out here on that paper route
Hit me back to chat When you decide you wanna make a move
Praying on my downfall That’s the type of shit a hater do
& she love me cuz she know
That imma hold her down
Imma just be loyal
I can’t ever do you foul
You been running through my mind
You musta done 100 miles
You been running through my mind
& I just wanna see you smile

(Chuuwee)
& She love me cuz she know I hold it down
She want like 4 of me but its enough to go around
Im barely having motion but i promise I ain't slowing down
Why you keep running through my mind come sit yo ass down
Dio He on Cash Cow
Wipe me down like Sham-Wow
Mezcal in my Shasta the tears of a sad clown
Pass me a crown im still Kinging shit in Sac-Town
Im Jake Tyler in this bitch Ill Never Back Down
Ayy Wassup hmm Kickers in the truck
Why you ask me out to lunch when you know Im tryna fuck
If its up then its stuck, from the jump, What the fuck
Homie fronted me 10 lbs I got my section rollin up
Yeah Slumped in the cut, Yeah pumps in abundance
Jumped by the bundle, Im fucked in the function
Im speeding off the junction, Im geekin off the fungus
I can't tell if you with me or against me like among us

(CuDi Dales)
She said she love me She gon have to show me
Back and forth with Cody, We like Shaq & Kobe
Lock me down just like you own me
You can keep the love if that shit phony
You was on the team rockin my Jersey
Till you went and traded, Why you switched up on me
Got me playing pickup had to hookup with a different shorty
But, if you hit me imma be there shortly
Shoot my shot no warning
Getting paid early morning than im touring
I swear this life get boring in the studio recording
Sent a double text now she feeling too important
Eat my heart out damn she got a double portion
Gotta watch out for them snakes like Randy Orton
She say we was lovers in a past life
But she running game we know Ill be up at halftime
You fuckin with them lames who just stab you in the back side
I put you in a Trackhawk soon as i get this bag right