New Year, Same Me (Interlude)
I like to blow on her bubble
Ooh I'm in trouble
I'm seeing double
What you been up to
I dunno man
Silly days turn to crazy nights
Man I think I'll bite
When she's off tonight
Drive slow real slow just to peep her twice
See them niggas betting money rolling them dice
Yeah I seen the ass girl it was so nice
What you doin nowadays man how's life
Can't complain girl you know how I'm living
Devilish just like a villain
Real warm but you know my heart cold
Murder the pussy til I'm real old
You don't like me then we can tussle
I'll kill ya dead man are you entertained Russell
Fire back at any nigga that disses me
I'll shoot em dead new me in 2020
New Year, Same Me
And now the game's really afoot
Gotta rally up the homies and then coat my face in soot
Cuz it seems like we on the brink of WWIII
But shit my EP aint come out yet can we hold off please
Shit
Prolly wouldn't make it to the army anyway
They check my records and they see that I'm a nutcase
Almost took some flying lessons without a plane or a jet
And I aint wanna know my future fuck a fortune teller
No George Jetson
Imma be the one that all the fuckin greats mention
We finna take this shit and run a whole new direction
Don't need a full song to show you just how I be steppin
This just the interlude I kill it with just 30 seconds
Bitch
I fucked that shit up but that shit was still hot
You feel me
Ooh I'm in trouble
I'm seeing double
What you been up to
I dunno man
Silly days turn to crazy nights
Man I think I'll bite
When she's off tonight
Drive slow real slow just to peep her twice
See them niggas betting money rolling them dice
Yeah I seen the ass girl it was so nice
What you doin nowadays man how's life
Can't complain girl you know how I'm living
Devilish just like a villain
Real warm but you know my heart cold
Murder the pussy til I'm real old
You don't like me then we can tussle
I'll kill ya dead man are you entertained Russell
Fire back at any nigga that disses me
I'll shoot em dead new me in 2020
New Year, Same Me
And now the game's really afoot
Gotta rally up the homies and then coat my face in soot
Cuz it seems like we on the brink of WWIII
But shit my EP aint come out yet can we hold off please
Shit
Prolly wouldn't make it to the army anyway
They check my records and they see that I'm a nutcase
Almost took some flying lessons without a plane or a jet
And I aint wanna know my future fuck a fortune teller
No George Jetson
Imma be the one that all the fuckin greats mention
We finna take this shit and run a whole new direction
Don't need a full song to show you just how I be steppin
This just the interlude I kill it with just 30 seconds
Bitch
I fucked that shit up but that shit was still hot
You feel me
Credits
Writer(s): Jamiri Humphries
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