S W y D
Nowadays shit ain't the same
It's a whole lot of welling
It's a whole lot of telling
It's a whole lot of swelling
Boy you should stop what you're doing
Go get you some paper lil nigga
Pull a seat to the table lil nigga
If you need the plug im the cable lil nigga
Like whoa
Ain't no glory in being no killer
Ain't no glory in being no hitter
You stuck in that cell you stare at the ceiling
Mama crying she praying to Jesus
Baby boy ride around with the heater
Kicking doors he searching and seizing
Coke in the fridge right under the freezer
I ain't talking bout soda tryna make a quota
He put that work on the interstate
Cuz the world getting colder weight on his shoulders
Trying to put food on the dinner plate
You better watch who they emulate
You better watch who they imitate
Seen daddy scrape food off that dinner plate
Look at me now what do that indicate
Ain't no glory in being no snitch
Ain't no glory in being no bitch
You say you was down but then you gon switch
Shit got sour and then go fold
Sat you down and they say you told
You should stop what you doing
You ain't really moving cuz you never stick to the code
Nowadays shit ain't the same
It's a whole lot of welling
It's a whole lot of telling
It's a whole lot of swelling
Boy you should stop what you're doing
Go get you some paper lil nigga
Pull a seat to the table lil nigga
If you need the plug I'm the cable lil nigga
Like whoa
Ain't no glory in being no hoe
Ain't no glory in stealing from bro
You say you was fam you say you was folks
Down bad he say he gon hold you
Couple pounds he know he could throw you
Hold you down just like the bro do
As long as you do what you're supposed to
I see that you purpin
I see that you faking
I see that this ain't even the same
I see that you speeding
I see that you geekin
I see that you crashed in your lane
But I'm out the way with that hoe shit
Put the beam on a dog it's a glow stick
Leading my way in that darkness
Dog really bite it don't bark bitch
Hah Yeah
Ain't no glory in being no bum joint
Ain't no glory in being no pooput
Put them wholes in your hood like the Ku Klux
Put a noose on your neck like a chain
Put a chain on your spirit and brain
Try to lock you down like you a slave
Nowadays shit ain't the same
It's a whole lot of welling
It's a whole lot of telling
It's a whole lot of swelling
Boy you should stop what you're doing
Go get you some paper lil nigga
Pull a seat to the table lil nigga
If you need the plug I'm the cable lil nigga
Like whoa
It's a whole lot of welling
It's a whole lot of telling
It's a whole lot of swelling
Boy you should stop what you're doing
Go get you some paper lil nigga
Pull a seat to the table lil nigga
If you need the plug im the cable lil nigga
Like whoa
Ain't no glory in being no killer
Ain't no glory in being no hitter
You stuck in that cell you stare at the ceiling
Mama crying she praying to Jesus
Baby boy ride around with the heater
Kicking doors he searching and seizing
Coke in the fridge right under the freezer
I ain't talking bout soda tryna make a quota
He put that work on the interstate
Cuz the world getting colder weight on his shoulders
Trying to put food on the dinner plate
You better watch who they emulate
You better watch who they imitate
Seen daddy scrape food off that dinner plate
Look at me now what do that indicate
Ain't no glory in being no snitch
Ain't no glory in being no bitch
You say you was down but then you gon switch
Shit got sour and then go fold
Sat you down and they say you told
You should stop what you doing
You ain't really moving cuz you never stick to the code
Nowadays shit ain't the same
It's a whole lot of welling
It's a whole lot of telling
It's a whole lot of swelling
Boy you should stop what you're doing
Go get you some paper lil nigga
Pull a seat to the table lil nigga
If you need the plug I'm the cable lil nigga
Like whoa
Ain't no glory in being no hoe
Ain't no glory in stealing from bro
You say you was fam you say you was folks
Down bad he say he gon hold you
Couple pounds he know he could throw you
Hold you down just like the bro do
As long as you do what you're supposed to
I see that you purpin
I see that you faking
I see that this ain't even the same
I see that you speeding
I see that you geekin
I see that you crashed in your lane
But I'm out the way with that hoe shit
Put the beam on a dog it's a glow stick
Leading my way in that darkness
Dog really bite it don't bark bitch
Hah Yeah
Ain't no glory in being no bum joint
Ain't no glory in being no pooput
Put them wholes in your hood like the Ku Klux
Put a noose on your neck like a chain
Put a chain on your spirit and brain
Try to lock you down like you a slave
Nowadays shit ain't the same
It's a whole lot of welling
It's a whole lot of telling
It's a whole lot of swelling
Boy you should stop what you're doing
Go get you some paper lil nigga
Pull a seat to the table lil nigga
If you need the plug I'm the cable lil nigga
Like whoa
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Writer(s): Nicholas Bell
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