Dwae - Old News Lyrics

The opposition bringin' up my past
But that’s just old news
This world ain’t really free
Then tell me, nigga, what we gon' do
You can’t walk no type of miles
Even in my old shoes
Put faith in yo abilities
My niggas makin' bold moves
That choppa get to singin' nigga
Like we bumpin' old blues
And we get to swingin' nigga
Like we fightin' old school
Remember in the wintertime
No blankets in them cold rooms
They say they want a dog
Will nigga that’s what I’m gon' show you
Poker cards, hallows tips
Spilt liquor on the table
Big cousin told me
Squeeze that trigger, keep that hammer stable
Bullets hittin' all them organs
Doctor saying that it’s fatal
Being black while livin' on this earth
You gettin' labeled
You can catch me in LA
Feel like Lebron just how we ballin' at the Staples
Watch out who you dealin' with
This life be gettin' painful
Met a girl named April
Yeah she so tasteful
I never loved her but lil baby was my angel
I had to splurge on my lil baby
Took her home gave her a facial
Told her she my candy girl
She sweeter than a maple
Kicked her to the curb
She don’t think I’m faithful
She get on my nerves
She was never grateful
It’s relevant
Niggas smokin' pack just for the hell of it
Shorty cut me off
Because she told me that she celibate
All my niggas 'bout to change the game
This a testament
The opposition bringin' up my past
But that’s just old news
This world ain’t really free
Then tell me, nigga, what we gon' do
You can’t walk no type of miles
I walked up in my old shoes
Put faith in yo abilities
My niggas makin' bold moves
That choppa get to singin' nigga
Like we bumpin' old blues
And we get to swingin' nigga
Like we fightin' old school
Remember in the wintertime
No blankets in them cold rooms
They say they want a dog
Will nigga that’s what I’m gon' show you
The ones that put me last
Gon' be the ones that feel me first
I’ve been grinding for awhile
Niggas dont need to rehearse
My shooter he be spittin
Semi-auto switch to burst
Niggas killin' niggas
Why this shit be feelin' like a curse
They told me ain't no second chances
Niggas don’t get to rewind
That Mitchell have you dancin' jazz
Copped a .45
Neva keep that Nina
Let her stay if she a vibe
Only last 6 seconds
Post that tape all over vine
Lookin' for a way out
You gon' see us knockin' down that door
This ship about to leave
And all my real ones all aboard
We don’t eat with fiends
They ain’t on the team anymore
We’ll switch the scene
We don't do them things like before
The opposition bringin' up my past
But that’s just old news
This world ain’t really free
Then tell me, nigga, what we gon' do
You can’t walk no type of miles
I walked up in my old shoes
Put faith in yo abilities
My niggas makin' bold moves
That choppa get to singin' nigga
Like we bumpin' old blues
And we get to swingin' nigga
Like we fightin' old school
Remember in the wintertime
No blankets in them cold rooms
They say they want a dog
Will nigga that’s what I’m gon' show you

The opposition bringin' up my past
But that’s just old news
This world ain’t really free
Then tell me, nigga, what we gon' do
You can’t walk no type of miles
Even in my old shoes
Put faith in yo abilities
My niggas makin' bold moves
That choppa get to singin' nigga
Like we bumpin' old blues
And we get to swingin' nigga
Like we fightin' old school
Remember in the wintertime
No blankets in them cold rooms
They say they want a dog
Will nigga that’s what I’m gon' show you
Poker cards, hallows tips
Spilt liquor on the table
Big cousin told me
Squeeze that trigger, keep that hammer stable
Bullets hittin' all them organs
Doctor saying that it’s fatal
Being black while livin' on this earth
You gettin' labeled
You can catch me in LA
Feel like Lebron just how we ballin' at the Staples
Watch out who you dealin' with
This life be gettin' painful
Met a girl named April
Yeah she so tasteful
I never loved her but lil baby was my angel
I had to splurge on my lil baby
Took her home gave her a facial
Told her she my candy girl
She sweeter than a maple
Kicked her to the curb
She don’t think I’m faithful
She get on my nerves
She was never grateful
It’s relevant
Niggas smokin' pack just for the hell of it
Shorty cut me off
Because she told me that she celibate
All my niggas 'bout to change the game
This a testament
The opposition bringin' up my past
But that’s just old news
This world ain’t really free
Then tell me, nigga, what we gon' do
You can’t walk no type of miles
I walked up in my old shoes
Put faith in yo abilities
My niggas makin' bold moves
That choppa get to singin' nigga
Like we bumpin' old blues
And we get to swingin' nigga
Like we fightin' old school
Remember in the wintertime
No blankets in them cold rooms
They say they want a dog
Will nigga that’s what I’m gon' show you
The ones that put me last
Gon' be the ones that feel me first
I’ve been grinding for awhile
Niggas dont need to rehearse
My shooter he be spittin
Semi-auto switch to burst
Niggas killin' niggas
Why this shit be feelin' like a curse
They told me ain't no second chances
Niggas don’t get to rewind
That Mitchell have you dancin' jazz
Copped a .45
Neva keep that Nina
Let her stay if she a vibe
Only last 6 seconds
Post that tape all over vine
Lookin' for a way out
You gon' see us knockin' down that door
This ship about to leave
And all my real ones all aboard
We don’t eat with fiends
They ain’t on the team anymore
We’ll switch the scene
We don't do them things like before
The opposition bringin' up my past
But that’s just old news
This world ain’t really free
Then tell me, nigga, what we gon' do
You can’t walk no type of miles
I walked up in my old shoes
Put faith in yo abilities
My niggas makin' bold moves
That choppa get to singin' nigga
Like we bumpin' old blues
And we get to swingin' nigga
Like we fightin' old school
Remember in the wintertime
No blankets in them cold rooms
They say they want a dog
Will nigga that’s what I’m gon' show you