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The Old Me

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Damn I remember we ain't havin no ice niggas We had no cars, no money, no nothin' Look at us now nigga Lets take it back to my first gram All i wanted was a oz Sent me 3 wit' the big motor Come through lookin' like a whole key I'm going back to the old me I'm turning back to the old me And if niggas shooters we gonn' see Yeah i'm fuckin' wit' the work Rich niggas doin' dirt Mollie, xans and percs Anybody get murked I'm turning back to the old me Yeah i'm turning back to the old me I'm breaking down this whole key I'm rollin' round with a firearm Pullin' up wit' a check Standing ova this stove hoe Everything's on deck I'm turnin' back to the old me Yeah i'm turnin' back to the old me I'm breaking down this whole key I'm sellin' weed with my nieces Breaking bricks down to pieces Breakin' all of my leases Blue khakis with the creases Arm wrest wit' the scales on it Weight up i got no bags Give me something i can put it on Then you gonn put it in yo stash Ash tray full of kush roach Double cup full of high tech Fo'real i'm high as i can get I'm suprised that i ain't dyin' yet Rubber band on a bank roll Old money with a new bitch I'm turning back to the old me But i'm pullin on that new shit Pocket rockets in the club Extendos in the parking lot And i'm lettin that fire go I dont care if its dark or not Shoe box got a hundred in it Bring it to ya and come and get it I ain't trippin' my young nigga He hoppin' out and runnin with it Yeah i'm fuckin' wit' the work Rich niggas doin' dirt Mollie, xans and percs Anybody get murked I'm turning back to the old me Yeah i'm turning back to the old me I'm breaking down this whole key I'm rollin' round with a firearm Pullin' up wit' a check Standing ova this stove hoe Everything's on deck I'm turning back to the old me Yeah i'm turning back to the old me I'm breaking down this whole key I drinkin' straight out the bottle Dont give a fuck bout' tomorrow Done ran out of love Ain't got nothing you can borrow I'm rollin up out the pound I'm takin' trips out the town White green and a brown They pullin' up for no piss test Ain't showing up for no court day Catch me and imma flat mine ain't got time for no horse play Glass house with the windows up Stayin' down now niggas up Reall niggas can't get enough They keep sayin' get em buck Yeah i'm fuckin' wit' the work Rich niggas doin' dirt Mollie, xans and percs Anybody get murked I'm turning back to the old me Yeah i'm turning back to the old me I'm breaking down this whole key I'm rollin' round with a firearm Pullin' up wit' a check Standing ova this stove hoe Everything's on deck I'm turning back to the old me Yeah i'm turning back to the old me I'm breaking down this whole key I dont know whats happenin', i mean Niggas is gettin shot again More dope is being sold You know... just like the old days I just dont know whats goin on Haa haa haa haaa