Old School Flows
Lemme show y'all my old school flows
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
I'm on my Biggie Pac flow
Every time I pull up they be like there he go
(Yeah There he go)
Mmm I'm so immaculate, I write every single rap I spit (Yeah I'm So Damn Litt)
I got em hating from the sidelines they can't connect with me ain't talking bout no wifi
They tryna check me like they reading guidelines
No conversation just a hi bye They won't even get a reply
E to the L I that's my name, and you can't see bout nothing
'Cause I was taught all the game
And you can talk like you real but we all know you lame
And you can say that you different but you really the same
I'm just a fly young boy from Brooklyn if I ain't chasing a bag I'm in the studio cooking
If I ain't text you back I'm really sorry good looking
I don't wanna fall in love I had a heart but she took it
Some Say the blacker the berry the sweeter juice
And that's a shoutout to 'Pac he helped make some moves
When I first started rapping started out in my room had my phone in my window bumping out to these tunes
I had to switch my style up they was comparing me
I went from making silent moves to moving wild like a beast
I had to show em I was charged can't let em knock my battery
I went from eli bands to eli Makaveli
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
They ain't expect for me to snap like this
I had to show 'em that's it's more to me than heartbreak kid
I had to show my versatility what's better than this
I went from making gram freestyles to my own hits
I'm Too Odee
Get to flea
Get Like Me
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
I'm on my Biggie Pac flow
Every time I pull up they be like there he go
(Yeah There he go)
Mmm I'm so immaculate, I write every single rap I spit (Yeah I'm So Damn Litt)
I got em hating from the sidelines they can't connect with me ain't talking bout no wifi
They tryna check me like they reading guidelines
No conversation just a hi bye They won't even get a reply
E to the L I that's my name, and you can't see bout nothing
'Cause I was taught all the game
And you can talk like you real but we all know you lame
And you can say that you different but you really the same
I'm just a fly young boy from Brooklyn if I ain't chasing a bag I'm in the studio cooking
If I ain't text you back I'm really sorry good looking
I don't wanna fall in love I had a heart but she took it
Some Say the blacker the berry the sweeter juice
And that's a shoutout to 'Pac he helped make some moves
When I first started rapping started out in my room had my phone in my window bumping out to these tunes
I had to switch my style up they was comparing me
I went from making silent moves to moving wild like a beast
I had to show em I was charged can't let em knock my battery
I went from eli bands to eli Makaveli
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
They ain't expect for me to snap like this
I had to show 'em that's it's more to me than heartbreak kid
I had to show my versatility what's better than this
I went from making gram freestyles to my own hits
I'm Too Odee
Get to flea
Get Like Me
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
Lemme Show y'all my old school flows, Kill the mic like I'm one of the pros
Fresh to the death somebody find me a rose, Get flee in all the latest clothes
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Bryant
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