New Prada

How'd I miss the trees for the forest
Landed on a cloud and it don't feel foreign
Going back to back, now I'm soaring
Center of it all, they forgot about the sun
New Prada
New Prada

Oh, oh, oh
Sorry, got a new phone, who dis
Please don't hit new phone, old bitch
Yes, I got a new walk, don't trip
Yes, I got some new drip, don't blink
Nothing's been with me since
I put on them LV's, '06
It was like eureka, light switch
Curry from the logo, straight swish
Yes, I talk a new talk, fly shit
Any other language ain't it
Imma need a new tax bracket
And another walk-in closet
I might have some problems
I'm working on a way to solve them
The wheel I'm stuck in is revolving
My credit score is a coffin, score is a coffin

How'd I miss the trees for the forest
Landed on a cloud and it don't feel foreign
Going back to back, now I'm soaring
Center of it all, they forgot about the sun
New Prada, new Prada, new pra, new pra, new pra, new prada
New Prada, new Prada, new pra, new pra, new pra, new prada
I am not surprised that you noticed
Walking on a rent check put me in the focus
Feeling like the one that was chosen
Center of it all, they forget about the sun
New Prada, new Prada, new Prada, new Prada
New Prada, new Prada, new Prada, Prada, Prada, Prada

Did I need it? hell no, but I got it anyway
Bought the Prada boots to stunt on niggas on a rainy day
Bought about a week of happiness, another week of pain
Eat a dollar slice for lunch, for dinner, vegetable lo mein
I ain't have a fucking job but I had Raf Simons, bitch
I ain't have a fucking job but I blew cash on a fit
I ain't have a fucking job, but I always fresh as fuck
And to my surprise these Prada shoes turned out to be good luck
MD called in her office, said she want me full-time
Said she never seen a temp with style and grace quite like mine
Prada was my co-sign, Prada was my life line
Prada made the people see the me I see in my mind
Line at The Blond, me and my niggas full skip
Yeah you know they look, the flyest nigga, I'm him
Said said love my alphet, yeah baby, no shit
Said she love my alphet, so now that's our bitch

How'd I miss the trees for the forest
Landed on a cloud and it don't feel foreign
Going back to back, now I'm soaring
Center of it all, they forgot about the sun
New Prada, new Prada, new pra, new pra, new pra, new prada
New Prada, new Prada, new pra, new pra, new pra, new prada
I am not surprised that you noticed
Walking on a rent check put me in the focus
Feeling like the one that was chosen
Center of it all, they forget about the sun
New Prada, new Prada, new Prada, new Prada
New Prada, new Prada, new Prada, Prada, Prada, Prada

Ooooo
Ooooo
New Prada
New Prada, yeah
Ooooo
Yeahhh
New Prada
Oh, oh, new Prada, haha
How'd I miss the trees for the, new Prada
Standing on a cloud and it, ha, new Prada, new Prada
New Prada, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Tulloch
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