Old Ways
Lyrics
Everybody ain't your friend
Just because they hang around you and laugh with you
Doesn't mean that there for you
Just because they say they got yo' back
Doesn't mean they won't stab you in it
People pretend well, jealousy sometimes don't live far
So know yo' circle, at the end of the day
Real situations expose fake people
So pay attention
Gotta let this shit up off my chest, like oh, ayy
You ain't finna believe the shit I say like no way
And all these bitch-ass niggas flawed
Everything that shines is not a star
Everybody want me to go back to my old ways
Painting my picture like I'm a menace to society
They steady trying to hang me for all these bodies
They say I tote Glocks, post on the block
Call hits from 'round the corner
They say I bust tops break in homes
And I'm the one that put it on 'em (come here, boom, boom)
They say I'm the sickest with that Glizzy, atching bodies is me having fun
All this shit at early age when I hopped out and caught me one
They say that boy got blind ways, thinking 'bout suicide on the highway
Need a piece of mind, he still go through shit even though he smiling
That Draco hit this AR, split his body up in two ways (brrt, brrt)
Walk up on the side of him smiling, tryna erase that nigga soul away
Got crazy thoughts up in his mind, he seen a picture of hismelf dying
Russian Roulette, spin it one more time (bang)
They said it's a dark, dark road where that boy headed
Ain't no wasting time, life on the line (dark, dark road where that boy headed)
They say he's a wild, wild boy with two guns, he hold it steady (wild, wild boy)
Ain't no wasting time, murder on his mind (murder on his mind)
They said it's a dark, dark road where that boy headed (it's a dark, dark road )
Ain't no wasting time, life on the line (life on the line)
They say he's a wild, wild boy with two guns
He hold it steady (he hold it steady with that Blick)
Ain't no wasting time, murder on his mind
He a convicted felon, he still tote K's
He tryna make it through the day
Know when it's on and he lives all alone
Post at the park after dark
He watch them die, they drew the chalk
He never explained 'bout what he saw
Voices in his head but he barley talk
Keep a gun, you can tell by the way he walk (the way he walk, ayy)
And music's his therapy, he don't got no beliefs
It's been 'bout three days he still ain't eat
Made it out the hood but his heart still in the streets
Police steady trying to lock him up for what's already done in the streets
I peep, he creep, knock off his head 'cause I don't want him 'round me (bang)
Lord forgive me if I bust my nigga head for tryna drown me
Don't sink my ship this not the Titanic
Kill me, I rather you bust my head than tryna tell on me get a life sentence (oh)
They said it's a dark, dark road where that boy headed
(I rather you tryna kill me than tell on me)
Ain't no wasting time, life on the line (fuck, fuck all this shit)
They say he's a wild, wild boy with two guns, he hold it steady (I'm ready to die right now)
Ain't no wasting time, murder on his mind (fuck it)
They said it's a dark, dark road where that boy headed
Ain't no wasting time, life on the line (life on the line)
They say he's a wild, wild boy with two guns, he hold it steady (he hold it steady)
Ain't no wasting time, murder on his mind (murder on his mind)
Mmh
Fuck that, I ain't worried 'bout shit
I'll spin off, fuck that
I drift alone
Writer(s): Anthony Phillips, Jake Martin, Keyanta Bullard, Marcel Holmes, Pauldavis Gachie
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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