Lyrics Bygones - N8

Lets let bygones be bygones
And ride on okay
To my songs
You might not
Like the games I play
Write my wrongs
Smoke my problems
Demons away
But dont solve em
So fall to my knees
I pray

Aye
Bitches wanna live in the past
But i′m living in the present yea i'm tryna get rich
Hold up
Yea Im tryna get me more cash
Why you trippin bout some shit that i never even did
So dumb
Believing something another nigga tell ya
Well I cant really blame you a dumbass kid
Haha
Fucked up by letting that nigga hit
Make you wish you ain′t believe that shit
Facts

Ima just chase these stacks, Big racks
Fuck a nigga bitch, he mad no cap
Got little tittys, but that ass real fat
Sucked a niggas soul, got the cash no app
Man this beat jumpin, hear the bass in the back
I don't need no placement, ima get my own plaque
And I really fucking made it, like how he do that
Aye like how he do that

Possibilities are endless baby fucking with me
Don't compare to me niggas that you don′t even fucking see
I don′t have the time to be treated like this, I'm out ya league
If you want me then show me fore I move overseas

I really want diamonds from rhyming is that a problem hoe
Look at me im grinding, put time in, but y′all cant stop me though
They way Im out here shining, y'all think I bathe in some pine sol
Had to get it out the mud look at you rocking rhinestones

Lets let bygones be bygones
And ride on okay
To my songs
You might not
Like the games I play
Write my wrongs
Smoke my problems
Demons away
But dont solve em
So fall to my knees
I pray

Lets let bygones be bygones
And ride on okay
To my songs
You might not
Like the games I play
Write my wrongs
Smoke my problems
Demons away
But dont solve em
So fall to my knees
I pray

I remember days back when
They was calling me a clown
Now they looking up to me
Realest nigga from my town
Had to put on for the team
Had to move a couple pounds
They was hating on me them
Bitches love a nigga now
People wanna be my friend
And they wanna come around
Cause they know my dividends
Really stack up to the clouds
Really never was my friend
Only around for the clout
How you claim that you my mans
Wasn′t there when I was down

Lets let bygones be bygones
And ride on okay
To my songs
You might not
Like the games I play
Write my wrongs
Smoke my problems
Demons away
But dont solve em
So fall to my knees
I pray