Old Ways (feat. Bobby Soxx)

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Back in my old ways (I'm back)
Back to the old days (yeah, yeah)
Mmm, they goin' know my name

Back to the old days (I'm Back)
Back in my old ways (old ways)
Back to the old days 
They goin' know my name

Look

Ever since I got a bag
Now, they wanna stare (wanna stare)
I've been stacking up on fashion
Wearing Moncler (Moncler)
Don't get to close, you don't know me
You can't go there (can't go)
He playing games
Iced-out Rollie, I ain't playin' fair (nah, nah)

All this drip up in my closet
I don't know what to wear (what to wear)
Poppin' out in your city
Make it my city (my city)
You wanna make these M's
You with me or against me? (woah, woah)
I'm on my Calboy shit
I'm bout to make 'em envy (yeah)

All them hard nights
No money, now I got plenty (yeah)
I went from whipping Kias
Driving rentals, foreign Bentleys (Bentleys)
You can touch them charts, touch my heart
But you can't get me (get me)
I'm in a hidden place
It's called my bag, got about 20

I'm ballin' out to the skies
Look me in my eyes (look me)
You can see all this pain
Hiding in disguise
Tryna run it up for life
Mob ties with the guys (with the guys)
I'm on some P and V shit
Paid in full and verified (yeah, yeah)

Back in my bag
Ran it up last year, I was in last (I was)
Came up out that cut like
Where you been? What'd you expect? (You'd expect)
I've been working on my craft
They thought I was dead (dead)
But really, it's just up from here
Yeah, I'm up next (yeah)

I hit up Shot By Blake
I'm like, "Yo, let's go out West" (let's go)
He down for anything
All my pics and flicks shot by the best
Uncomparable, got the plugs in LA
We da best
Steppin' on necks, steppin'
Aww yeah

Yeah, yeah
Back in my old ways
Yeah, yeah
Back to the old days (old days, yeah)
(Old ways)

Back in my old ways (In my old ways)
Yeah, yeah
Talk to 'em, Bobby (yeah)

Back to my old ways
I can't show no mercy (nah)
And I sipped the whole thing
Got my vision blurry (blur)
My cup need a shower
Pour a 4, my shit is dirty (dirty)
Amiri jeans cost 2 bands
It's holding 30 (racks)

You was hating from the start
And you was never legit (never legit)
You was always pocket watching
Wanting more than my bitch (wanting more than my bitch)
These niggas claiming that they got it
Shit be making me sick 
Be yourself, dawg
Don't even trip (nah, don't even trip)

Yeah

And I gave 'em straight facts
There's nothing more to it
Gave 'em motivation
Still hoping that they saw through it (hoping they saw through it)
Every time I play this
Imma pour to it (Imma pour to it)
Finished with the games
And finished with a better score to it

Yeah, yeah
Back in my old ways
Yeah, yeah
Back to the old days (old days, yeah)

Back in my old ways
Yeah, yeah
Talk to 'em, Bobby (yeah)

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