New Way
Summer time and the weather is high
Time to pick up chicks and go for a ride
Low on funds but we still scrape by
Insinuate what do you imply
See we aint thugs but we still love drugs
I got my meds and you got buds
Jelousy wont bring no love
Infact its indicative of
Mental health issues trust me i know
But i just wanna chill so let that shit go
Potential wealth stacking up in the grow
I just wanna build just like that show
Escape to the chateux or wherever
You think i hit a plateu me never
Wont catch me in the trap im too clever
Holding my bros down in every endeavour
No i cant spit these bars all day
Ive gotta lay it down and think of a way
Of translating these rhymes into pay
Or something better that i should say
But i get too twisted off them rums and cokes
Better than getting wasted by guns for notes
Better than giving your sons some refer smokes
Better than oding from tons of jokes
Wait you thought of something different
Like how were on that blunting ignorance
Then we started becoming beligerant
Now its all or nothing for deliverence
Get real no one cares about they soul no more
Its a done deal like the tories taking money from the poor
Bun the appeal lets say we settle the score then
Hope this'll help heal after that knock on the door.
Time to pick up chicks and go for a ride
Low on funds but we still scrape by
Insinuate what do you imply
See we aint thugs but we still love drugs
I got my meds and you got buds
Jelousy wont bring no love
Infact its indicative of
Mental health issues trust me i know
But i just wanna chill so let that shit go
Potential wealth stacking up in the grow
I just wanna build just like that show
Escape to the chateux or wherever
You think i hit a plateu me never
Wont catch me in the trap im too clever
Holding my bros down in every endeavour
No i cant spit these bars all day
Ive gotta lay it down and think of a way
Of translating these rhymes into pay
Or something better that i should say
But i get too twisted off them rums and cokes
Better than getting wasted by guns for notes
Better than giving your sons some refer smokes
Better than oding from tons of jokes
Wait you thought of something different
Like how were on that blunting ignorance
Then we started becoming beligerant
Now its all or nothing for deliverence
Get real no one cares about they soul no more
Its a done deal like the tories taking money from the poor
Bun the appeal lets say we settle the score then
Hope this'll help heal after that knock on the door.
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Writer(s): Myles Montrose
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