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Vic Spencer - Scratch the Past Lyrics



Vic Spencer - Scratch the Past Lyrics
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[ Featuring August Fanon ]

Uh August Fanon we ain't fa none
And I made it this far
I did it amazing
No way in hell did I make it this far
I still got time on the clock so I blaze in the car
Used to walk to the bus stop now I'm outta town in a drop top
You at home arguing bout a hotspot
Expand just to explain the explode
So focused merge to the next road
Made it pass the threshold behold the soul of the globe
Used to carry hella baggage decided to let it go
Catalog hanging with cats that's in they 50s
Talk goals with Sevier as I roll up the 60s
70 pair of kicks I seen kids take about 80 pills
They was no where near 90 years old
I got 100 bars stuck in my soul once I look at the files
Throw a book at these clowns they still around
I made it out smelling good not a stain on me
The system gave tons of loot now I got all the strains on me
No complaints homie f*ck the past
Wasn't ready to leave the group home I guess I was loving that
Got my own apartment got evicted in 6 months flat
YMCA I wasn't living in that
I was going down a big ass spiral all of the group home niggas passed me
Put my belongings inside a chassis
Last week I was in a trance thinking bout shit
If it wasn't for group homes Vic Spencer wouldn't exist
So I gotta give yall a round of applause
For the many times I used stroll the group home halls
I used to pin chicks on a group home wall
Then got in trouble for the shit even suffered a loss
My grandma was everything to me she passed away when I was 17
Detrimental to my heaven dreams
Living in hell used to not rap I was stuck in a shell
Now I spit a 110 bars while puffing a L
I wasn't putting on grails and ill outfits
If you saw me when I was young then you knew I wasn't bout shit
All the way up to freshman year all they did was doubt Vic
Nobody knew I was going to be the coldest rapper out shidddd
I did nigga I was working out the kinks
Had to stop recording whenever my cell phone ranged
It was a customer looking for green
I replay when all my raps was just a getaway thing
Out man
And I made it this far
I made it this far for a reason man big destined
And I did it while being defiant too
And I made it this far
You can do it too oooh
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English

Uh August Fanon we ain't fa none
And I made it this far
I did it amazing
No way in hell did I make it this far
I still got time on the clock so I blaze in the car
Used to walk to the bus stop now I'm outta town in a drop top
You at home arguing bout a hotspot
Expand just to explain the explode
So focused merge to the next road
Made it pass the threshold behold the soul of the globe
Used to carry hella baggage decided to let it go
Catalog hanging with cats that's in they 50s
Talk goals with Sevier as I roll up the 60s
70 pair of kicks I seen kids take about 80 pills
They was no where near 90 years old
I got 100 bars stuck in my soul once I look at the files
Throw a book at these clowns they still around
I made it out smelling good not a stain on me
The system gave tons of loot now I got all the strains on me
No complaints homie f*ck the past
Wasn't ready to leave the group home I guess I was loving that
Got my own apartment got evicted in 6 months flat
YMCA I wasn't living in that
I was going down a big ass spiral all of the group home niggas passed me
Put my belongings inside a chassis
Last week I was in a trance thinking bout shit
If it wasn't for group homes Vic Spencer wouldn't exist
So I gotta give yall a round of applause
For the many times I used stroll the group home halls
I used to pin chicks on a group home wall
Then got in trouble for the shit even suffered a loss
My grandma was everything to me she passed away when I was 17
Detrimental to my heaven dreams
Living in hell used to not rap I was stuck in a shell
Now I spit a 110 bars while puffing a L
I wasn't putting on grails and ill outfits
If you saw me when I was young then you knew I wasn't bout shit
All the way up to freshman year all they did was doubt Vic
Nobody knew I was going to be the coldest rapper out shidddd
I did nigga I was working out the kinks
Had to stop recording whenever my cell phone ranged
It was a customer looking for green
I replay when all my raps was just a getaway thing
Out man
And I made it this far
I made it this far for a reason man big destined
And I did it while being defiant too
And I made it this far
You can do it too oooh
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Writer: Victor Spencer
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Performed By: Vic Spencer
Featuring: August Fanon
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Victor Spencer

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