Old Me

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[Intro: YC$] Yeah, yeah, you already know, my nigga I'm back, free TwoTwo, free Jizzle Free D-Block, free CP (Late nights, me and bro, DeeJayM0, he mix it) [Chorus: YC$] I'm the same nigga, there's no old me Better hope you don't owe me Jail cells couldn't hold me Fell in love with the hood in like '03 I'm too much like a OD Too much, that's my OG's Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG I'm the same nigga, there's no old me Better hope you don't owe me Jail cells couldn't hold me Fell in love with the hood in like '03 I'm too much like a OD Too much, that's my OG's Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG [Verse 1: YC$] Young nigga with a big Glock Holding 30s, no sick shot Fucked the bitch, give me sick top Then after that, she give me sick drop Get moved around like pattern Lay your brains on splatter Your bitch might be bad But my bitch way badder Smoking gas, it's shattery You don't want smoke no cancer Free CP out the cell We was making mans brain splatter Now it's time to get this cash In the school, I was skipping class Niggas tryna violate But they caught them, so they had to dash [Bridge: Moeski] Young nigga with a big bag Your bitch lovin' me, you big mad I'm the same nigga, there's no old me Jail cells couldn't hold me Better hope you don't owe me Ride around town with my homie Perc and a pole, leave you holy Then we gone in a stollie (Pussy) [Chorus: YC$] I'm the same nigga, there's no old me Better hope you don't owe me Jail cells couldn't hold me Fell in love with the hood in like '03 I'm too much like a OD Too much, that's my OG's Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG I'm the same nigga, there's no old me Better hope you don't owe me Jail cells couldn't hold me Fell in love with the hood in like '03 I'm too much like a OD Too much, that's my OG's Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG [Verse 2: YC] Got designer on my kicks That Glizzy stay on my hip Hit them up on any strip I'm iced out and I got the drip In the trap, getting money The streets ain't really lovely Niggas catching bodies and be ratting, that shit's ugly If I see a opp, that's on sight, fill him tummy Spend a lotta cold nights in the cells seeing dubies Thotiana with a fat ass She's taking in bare back shots CLE, not Cleveland, 10 down Nigga, that's my block My niggas really do tings In the streets, I ain't gotta say My young boy will let it spray Hit you up in the alleyway Catch you slipping on an average day Give no fucks, even holidays Fuck all these fake niggas Lowkey, they're informants Niggas wanna beef with my block 'cause with get it in I ain't new to this game Little nigga, I'm a veteran Niggas saying live gang But can't even pop off You're lucky, the ting jammed Or your head would've gotten knocked off [Chorus: YC$] I'm the same nigga, there's no old me Better hope you don't owe me Jail cells couldn't hold me Fell in love with the hood in like '03 I'm too much like a OD Too much, that's my OG's Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG I'm the same nigga, there's no old me Better hope you don't owe me Jail cells couldn't hold me Fell in love with the hood in like '03 I'm too much like a OD Too much, that's my OG's Hold up, I got OG, them OG's call me OG