Текст песни Away From Yesterday - Pouya feat. South Strip

Never had a pot to piss in, day one, I was on a mission
Broke, thinkin', "This can't be the life I'm living"
I'm livin', mixin' 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," yeah
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, yeah
So pick a route, grab a bitch by her neck and dick her out
Fuck boy need a pap smear 'causе pussy what you 'bout, yeah
I ain't worried about thesе rappers bitin' styles
You could run a thousand miles, you would still be my child, yeah
I get high until my eyes look like Brock
I made "Half Bae" and had a thousand bitches in a flock all pissed off
Why the fuck these bitches wanna nail me to the cross?
Runnin' 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, thinkin', "This can't be the life I'm living"
I'm livin', mixin' 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

Ayy, look, I can't trust no ho, bitch, I'm tippy-tapped
Tryna take my money, girl, you dumb, now stroke your kitty cat
2K baby bubbling, I need forty or a fifty pack
Hold me down, my family hoping I've been on my best behavior
Look, uh, I've been doping, I've been tryna meet my maker
Matty focus, mama in my ear, one day, I pray I face her
At my brokest broken, bitch, you know I need my fucking paper
Hocus pocus, flip a pack, make magic, had to make a way up
Whole gang itchin', 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 gang 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 biz
You say you the captain, bet I capture your whole clique

Never had a pot to piss in, day one, I was on a mission
Broke, thinkin', "This can't be the life I'm living"
I'm livin', mixin' 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