Old Ways

Whippin down the PCH,
sure you don't appreciate all the pics I been postin, salty bitch I know you posted,
see me runnin on both goals,
scorin like I got the ball between the goal posts,
but no it's nothin, I swear I keep this shit a hundred,
I rep, I rep, I rep, I rep my city and my whole team,
I got my hand on a blonde girls ass like I'm hiking, red seven harou,
if you against good brains you would drop out,
I get, I get, I get, I get these bitches all across us, global smokin heavy like a rasta,
ain't nothin different,
I say ain't nothin different,
ain't nothin different,
landed in a new place,
in a new hood,
back to my old ways,
everything is too good,
I don't even think about you anymore,
about you anymore,
you got a new face,
got a new life,
you know it's too late,
I got a new wife,
don't even think about you anymore,
don't even think about you anymore, anymore.
I been sittin on my future,
when I was with you I was so used to not doin nothin,
that's just who I'm becomin,
saw who I'm becomin now you barkin up the wrong tree,
tryna air out all the fuckin dirty laundry,
you picked the wrong one,
and it's gon' be a long one.
rep, I rep, I rep, I rep my city and my whole team,
I got my hand on a blonde girls ass like I'm hiking, red seven harou,
if you against good brains you would drop out,
I get, I get, I get, I get these bitches all across us, global smokin heavy like a rasta,
ain't nothin different,
I say ain't nothin different,
ain't nothin different,
landed in a new place,
in a new hood,
back to my old ways,
everything is too good,
I don't even think about you anymore,
about you anymore,
you got a new face,
got a new life,
you know it's too late,
I got a new wife,
don't even think about you anymore,
don't even think about you anymore, anymore.



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Coleman, Samuel Adams Wisner, Rick Witherspoon
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