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Artiste : Yung Bleu
Titre : Old Days
I be tryna tell these niggas
It´s a whole different time
This ain´t the old days, a nigga stackin´ money now
Let´s get it

No, this ain´t the old days, got a lil´ money now
Get that money in four ways, bring it back, bust it down
The narcs out and we got the feds in town
Bet I hit a plug, got some new meds in town
Left him on the ground, no parade around
Yellow tape, he was sleep, no bed around
They wanna cross me, I know they wanna off me
Wanna get with some niggas respected, well, you better get with the murderers
I be hangin´ with felons and burglars
I got a knife on me case it get surgical
Sippin´ that purple stuff
Lean by the bottle, my bitch out the bottom
I fell in and out of love
I got some big rocks
How them diamonds dancin´ in the Rolex, nigga, I call it TikTok

They gon´ follow your car ´til you park, ayy
He got shot at a pit stop
I got your bitch blocked, don´t want your bitch back, no
I´m playin´ tic-tac-toe, I got a big bankroll
In the hood where you niggas can´t go

Oh (Oh)
Tell me is it love or is it hate for sure?
Tell me is you real or is you fake for sure?
I finally got my bag up, I can´t fuck with you hoes
I can´t fuck with you hoes, I´m lit for sure

Can´t fuck with these niggas
These niggas bad for business

Went copped me a throwaway, and it got thirty rounds

Used to trap at the four-way, he servin´ ounces and pounds
Ain´t none of my young niggas scared of y´all
I was sleepin´ on the floor, no bed at all
And that chopper gon´ knock off his dreads and all
Through the window, we shot at his head and all
Since they wanna cross me, they better off me
I move like a boss and I go where I wanna
In my records, I gotta watch over my shoulder
I need fifty a show or it´s fuck the promoter
My estate got a guard gate and a Kubota
I´m ridin´ on green grass
Come suck me up with your mean ass
Had to get off that sack like a screen pass
Niggas pocket watchin´, I be rockin´ ostrich
I been poppin´, stickin´, movin´ like I´m Rocky
She ate that dick like a plate of teriyaki

I told her to come to the room, let´s make it sloppy, ooh
I know you a freak, so don´t be actin´ new
Me and my nigga did the switcharoo
You know I´m the biggest lion in the zoo

Oh
Tell me is it love or is it hate for sure?
Tell me is you real or is you fake for sure?
I finally got my bag up, I can´t fuck with you hoes
I can´t fuck with you hoes, I´m lit for sure
Tell me is it love or is it hate for sure?
Tell me is you real or is you fake for sure?
Finally got my bag up, I´m so sick of these hoes
I´m so sick of these hoes, I´m lit for sure

Lit for sure, lit for sure

Lit for sure