Old Ways

[Chorus]
Everybody talking like I ain’t still got it
I got it bitch you got me way fucked up
‘Member way back they was hating on us
I used to show love, now it ain’t no love
Niggas talk down like, “You can’t go up in this bitch”
When I’m up in thi-, wait hold up
They want me back to my old ways
Well fuck it, I’m back to my old ways

[Verse 1]
I was down bad, I’m okay now
I’m not even mad they ain’t stay down
Running up the bag everyday now
Treat your bitch ass like a playground (What does that even mean?)
Got my kids all over that shit
Did a bid, I was over that shit
Looking at the gate, like I can’t wait for them to open that bitch
Hat that I had to go through that shit
It’s straight, I don’t really think about it no more, ‘cause I’m rich
When I hold something, Ima let ‘em know something
You ain’t on nothing, muh’fucka you can hold on this dick
Polo my shouldеr, as cold as it get
No I don’t miss when I load up this clip
Ba-ba-ba-ba, that was four to ‘yo lip
Bet you won’t bе talking no more of that shit

[Chorus]
Everybody talking like I ain’t still got it
I got it bitch, you got me way fucked up
‘Member way back they was hating on us
I used to show love, now it ain’t no love
Niggas talk down like, “You can’t go up in this bitch”
When I’m up in this, wait hold up
They want me back to my old ways
Fuck it, I’m back to my old ways

[Verse 2]
Ay, too long a nigga ain’t had nothings
Subtracting everybody that ain’t add nothing
Too many hoes thought we had something
‘Til I hit ghost, bet they didn’t see that coming
Too much pain I done gone through
I figured that I might as well go and get a bag from it
Fuck it, I’m back to my old ways
These niggas trash couldn’t fuck with my throwaways
Anybody thinking they anybody is getting bodied
Only one that’s safe out here is really Bobby
Rickie Bobby ass niggas out here thinking that they litty
Pull up to the city with the mini shotty
Turn they party to a pity party, then I’m the ‘Rarri
I’m not pretty papi, I’m drippy saucy
The fifty costly, up at Benihana’s, Smoking on the hippy-hoppy
With fifty thotties all ready to give me toppy, that sloppy sloppy
Ain’t shit that could stop me, nigga

[Chorus]
Everybody talking like I ain’t still got it
I got it bitch, you got me way fucked up
‘Member way back they was hating on us
I used to show love, now it ain’t no love
Niggas talk down like, “You can’t go up in this bitch”
When I’m up in this, wait hold up
They want me back to my old ways
Fuck it, I’m back to my old ways