Ain't A Damn Thang (feat. Rkstr Billy)

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Now my wrist piece froze
And my neck still cold
Yeah, this lifestyle old
Now my old bitch mad
'Cause my new bitch bad
Rocking last year's clothes
Ain't a damn thing changed
Except the money won't fold
And he fighting off hoes
Ain't a damn thing changed
Yeah, I still can't sing
But I'm selling out shows
(Ain't a damn thing)
(Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn)
Ain't a damn thing changed
I'm still a loner
Still wishing that I blew sooner
Like Oklahoma
I opened up a tab
Add it to what I owe you
I'm at the bank with the teller
Like, what the hold up
Roll up
Doing kush ups, she doing yoga
Whoa bro
That's a lot of shit in my soda
Oh yeah
Origami, I'll make her fold up
Paper swans in my pocket
With different phone numbers
(Damn, damn, damn)
She like to pout when she mad
Lately with all this alleged shit
I've been stuck in the lab
Probably perfecting my penmanship
Making bitch rappers mad
It's cool, baby, lay back
Shush them lips & restin' your head
Pull a gram up out the bag
And roll me one when I'm sad
And load up the mag
And pack an extra clip when I'm mad
Bridging gaps, ain't from Queens
But my city a drag
And this a shouts to anyone
Who thought this shit was a fad
Now my wrist piece froze
And my neck still cold
Yeah, this lifestyle old
Now my old bitch mad
'Cause my new bitch bad
Rocking last year's clothes
Ain't a damn thing changed
Except the money won't fold
And he fighting off hoes
Ain't a damn thing changed
Yeah, I still can't sing
But I'm selling out shows
(And I'm selling out shows)
With my next bitch
I don't do no old hoes (yeah)
She cold like pneumonia (yeah)
Her wrist be on froze (yeah, yeah)
Basically we balling
Just think of Spalding or Villanova (yeah)
I'm all in, no never calling
Those feelings over
This feel like a spaceship
I pull up, I just landed in a Rover
I called a opp (whoa)
And then I ran that nigga over
He didn't die
He just ended up in a coma
It's looking like
He just swallowed some melatonin
And I'm nothing like this mankind
Nigga, I ain't Mick Foley
I mix diamonds in some
Different kind of jewels
I think they Polish
(Ain't a damn thing)
The baguettes in this bitch
Looking like some pierogis
(Ain't a damn thing changed)
I'm a real Flint nigga like a stromboli
Now my wrist piece froze
And my neck still cold (yeah)
Yeah, this lifestyle old
Now my old bitch mad
'Cause my new bitch bad
Rocking last year's clothes (whoa)
Ain't a damn thing changed
Except the money won't fold
And he fighting off hoes
Ain't a damn thing changed
Yeah, I still can't sing
But I'm selling out shows
(Ain't a damn thing)
Same shit, new day, new bother
No friends, no love, no gwolla
New chick, dad prob's, no father
Get laid, get paid, grip dollar, on that
Same shit, new day, new bother
No friends, no love, no gwolla
New chick, dad prob's, no father
Get laid, get paid, grip dollar, on that
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't a damn thing changed
Yeah, I still can't sing

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