Old Heads
And I can't fuck with hoes who ain't 'bout making bread
Ops they want me dead
I can't even trust my friends
I want old heads
New cruise exotic brand
Sip and I see red
Unless it's lights that I done sped
I done hit the block so many ways it dissipate
Rubiks play yo' cards like broken hearts and dirty spades
Do this done this check me out checking hate
Yo check it
Spreading hope and running fades
If you fucked up step away
I don't tolerate
All that fake shit
Let me demonstrate this
If you lame and you Payless
Got relations
To anything I'm saying
Run on with yourself and your play
You can take it little bitch
And I can't fuck with hoes who ain't 'bout making bread
Ops they want me dead
I can't even trust my friends
I want old heads
New cruise exotic brand
Sip and I see red
Unless it's lights that I done sped
I'm off molly
I'm with action
Free my urges
Chase my passion
Fuck them charges
They don't make me
Fuck the law I swear they hate me
I been putting in work and it's coming back
I just made like 10 bags come back from 1 bag
Beige back for my bitch straight cash
On my shit so it's a hit or misfit
If it sticks than it's lit
Then up from there
Swear I got my blood from there
Swear I got my dubs from dares
And I was always scared
And I can't fuck with hoes who ain't 'bout making bread
Ops they want me dead
I can't even trust my friends
I want old heads
New cruise exotic brand
Sip and I see red
Unless it's lights that I done sped
Ops they want me dead
I can't even trust my friends
I want old heads
New cruise exotic brand
Sip and I see red
Unless it's lights that I done sped
I done hit the block so many ways it dissipate
Rubiks play yo' cards like broken hearts and dirty spades
Do this done this check me out checking hate
Yo check it
Spreading hope and running fades
If you fucked up step away
I don't tolerate
All that fake shit
Let me demonstrate this
If you lame and you Payless
Got relations
To anything I'm saying
Run on with yourself and your play
You can take it little bitch
And I can't fuck with hoes who ain't 'bout making bread
Ops they want me dead
I can't even trust my friends
I want old heads
New cruise exotic brand
Sip and I see red
Unless it's lights that I done sped
I'm off molly
I'm with action
Free my urges
Chase my passion
Fuck them charges
They don't make me
Fuck the law I swear they hate me
I been putting in work and it's coming back
I just made like 10 bags come back from 1 bag
Beige back for my bitch straight cash
On my shit so it's a hit or misfit
If it sticks than it's lit
Then up from there
Swear I got my blood from there
Swear I got my dubs from dares
And I was always scared
And I can't fuck with hoes who ain't 'bout making bread
Ops they want me dead
I can't even trust my friends
I want old heads
New cruise exotic brand
Sip and I see red
Unless it's lights that I done sped
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Writer(s): Christopher Stanton
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