Old Me
Man I know the game need me
I passed on and they really liked that Lamborghini
Copped the G wagon jumped out I know they see me
I tried to warn them but them niggas ain't believe me
But now they see me
See I was hopeless
Remember seeing my mama's eviction notice
Them cold nights had my confidence the lowest
And now we doing way better if you ain't notice
Cause I got focused
I got a bag now
Was a joke in the past
Shit they don't laugh now
Used to put money down
Now I pay cash now
Whole neck on freeze
We playing tag now
Imma show my ass now
Why these niggas act like they know me
This ain't a Cartier watch bitch this a Rollie
I thought them niggas was my homies
Gone fuck around and make me go back to the old me
Why these bitches act like they know me
I got a bad little bitch and she a trophy
See her looking and I know she want me
But I can't let her turn me back into the old me
Know why
I'm getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Counting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Man lately I been killing the malls and popping tags
If you with me, then you with me forever ain't gotta ask
They seeing how I'm living on tv ain't gotta brag
Praying for these moments forever gone make 'em last
Sometimes I gotta pinch myself feel like a dream
100 million views I did it without a team
Playing both sides with Holla no in between
Don't need nobody else at the table know what I bring
I'm getting way too much money
All of a sudden everybody say they love me
This is hard work and prayer, man I ain't lucky
I hear the rumors about me but I'm like fuck it cause only God can judge me
Why these niggas act like they know me
This ain't a Cartier watch bitch this a Rollie
I thought them niggas was my homies
Gone fuck around and make me go back to the old me
Why these bitches act like they know me
I got a bad little bitch and she a trophy
See her looking and I know she want me
But I can't let her turn me back into the old me
Know why
I'm getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Counting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
I passed on and they really liked that Lamborghini
Copped the G wagon jumped out I know they see me
I tried to warn them but them niggas ain't believe me
But now they see me
See I was hopeless
Remember seeing my mama's eviction notice
Them cold nights had my confidence the lowest
And now we doing way better if you ain't notice
Cause I got focused
I got a bag now
Was a joke in the past
Shit they don't laugh now
Used to put money down
Now I pay cash now
Whole neck on freeze
We playing tag now
Imma show my ass now
Why these niggas act like they know me
This ain't a Cartier watch bitch this a Rollie
I thought them niggas was my homies
Gone fuck around and make me go back to the old me
Why these bitches act like they know me
I got a bad little bitch and she a trophy
See her looking and I know she want me
But I can't let her turn me back into the old me
Know why
I'm getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Counting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Man lately I been killing the malls and popping tags
If you with me, then you with me forever ain't gotta ask
They seeing how I'm living on tv ain't gotta brag
Praying for these moments forever gone make 'em last
Sometimes I gotta pinch myself feel like a dream
100 million views I did it without a team
Playing both sides with Holla no in between
Don't need nobody else at the table know what I bring
I'm getting way too much money
All of a sudden everybody say they love me
This is hard work and prayer, man I ain't lucky
I hear the rumors about me but I'm like fuck it cause only God can judge me
Why these niggas act like they know me
This ain't a Cartier watch bitch this a Rollie
I thought them niggas was my homies
Gone fuck around and make me go back to the old me
Why these bitches act like they know me
I got a bad little bitch and she a trophy
See her looking and I know she want me
But I can't let her turn me back into the old me
Know why
I'm getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Getting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Counting way too much shmoney, way too much shmoney
Credits
Writer(s): Darien Pugh, Paul Menefee, Gerald Fulton
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