Nothing New
Don't ask me how I feel cuz it's nothing new
Don't say you don't know the drill cuz you already knew
Fall back to our old ways, we could've lived them old days like Casanova
Always out here throwing shade, ask you for some aid but you bit me like a cobra
Don't tell me that it's over
We driving in Bentleys and Rovers
Don't worry bout them kids they in God's hands until we sober
Not sorry for what I did, I gave directions you was the chauffeur
But You had to break the code, and crush my heart now you sipping soda
I can't open up if you don't got the keys
I'm still on the cut so why would I leave
Sick of these haters they love when I bleed
I got to show love it's not up to me
They copy my style but I can't get cheesed
You got a free will so do as you please
Attacked by some witches I'm deep in my sleep
They flashing these riches but it was a dream
Get out out my way if you're not in agreement
I'm still out here dodging these demons
Clean up don't act like a heathen
Get out the streets cuz we're sweeping
Spent like 10k on her cleavage
That's a waste don't act like you need it
She said she down for the weekend
Chill out don't make me unsheathe it
I got to live life like it matters
Love after sex girl you got it all backwards
Come a long way no more breaking to please
Can't blame the culture the culture is me
Oh I know scammers and hackers
I'll hit my boy up if I need me some tech
Hold my bros close when it comes to success
Give them a hand when they down and depressed
I used to be dreaming of a lifestyle of success
Found another lifestyle where I figured I'll do my best
I used to be lovey-dovey
Used to be loved with nothing
Now I am so loved with plenty
Don't ask me how I feel cuz it's nothing new
Don't say you don't know the drill cuz you already knew
Fall back to our old ways, we could've lived them old days like Casanova
Always out here throwing shade, ask you for some aid but you bit me like a cobra
Don't tell me that it's over
We driving in Bentleys and Rovers
Don't worry bout them kids they in God's hands until we sober
Not sorry for what I did, I gave directions you was the chauffeur
But You had to break the code, and crush my heart now you sipping soda
Don't say you don't know the drill cuz you already knew
Fall back to our old ways, we could've lived them old days like Casanova
Always out here throwing shade, ask you for some aid but you bit me like a cobra
Don't tell me that it's over
We driving in Bentleys and Rovers
Don't worry bout them kids they in God's hands until we sober
Not sorry for what I did, I gave directions you was the chauffeur
But You had to break the code, and crush my heart now you sipping soda
I can't open up if you don't got the keys
I'm still on the cut so why would I leave
Sick of these haters they love when I bleed
I got to show love it's not up to me
They copy my style but I can't get cheesed
You got a free will so do as you please
Attacked by some witches I'm deep in my sleep
They flashing these riches but it was a dream
Get out out my way if you're not in agreement
I'm still out here dodging these demons
Clean up don't act like a heathen
Get out the streets cuz we're sweeping
Spent like 10k on her cleavage
That's a waste don't act like you need it
She said she down for the weekend
Chill out don't make me unsheathe it
I got to live life like it matters
Love after sex girl you got it all backwards
Come a long way no more breaking to please
Can't blame the culture the culture is me
Oh I know scammers and hackers
I'll hit my boy up if I need me some tech
Hold my bros close when it comes to success
Give them a hand when they down and depressed
I used to be dreaming of a lifestyle of success
Found another lifestyle where I figured I'll do my best
I used to be lovey-dovey
Used to be loved with nothing
Now I am so loved with plenty
Don't ask me how I feel cuz it's nothing new
Don't say you don't know the drill cuz you already knew
Fall back to our old ways, we could've lived them old days like Casanova
Always out here throwing shade, ask you for some aid but you bit me like a cobra
Don't tell me that it's over
We driving in Bentleys and Rovers
Don't worry bout them kids they in God's hands until we sober
Not sorry for what I did, I gave directions you was the chauffeur
But You had to break the code, and crush my heart now you sipping soda
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Writer(s): David Mubagwa
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