Lyrics:
cooked 6 trays
Split it 6 ways, call me new money
Call my kids old money, grandkids royalty
Half Turkish, half German call her payback
On my lap in
the wall
Impacted on the series of vertical components
To switch three micro scrambled
Neural energy barrels
These would be released almost instantly
legs still
I.ll make you lose calories without the treadmill
From New York but still I been hating the knicks
And fuck jordan but still I be
You might be the new model of this world
We're not much different from the machine
New toy is better than the old version
Hey kid, just ignore
dream
A new version of the old scene
Speak easy on the grape vine
Keep shufflin' in a shoe shine
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya
Never been a sentimental person
Looking to the past is a burden
Trauma pops up like a curse
Digging up old dirt, old hurt
Still thinking I deserve it
I have faith that I am exactly where I am meant to be
I trust in God's plan for my life
I surrender my will to God
I am disciplined by my purpose
I am
And only recoup to pay back what you sold
Over budget your video, got pimped like a hoe
My niggas move slo-mo like robotic clones
I'd rather be alive
of yourself must be paid for
In cryptographic currencies with the urgency of surgical emergencies
But also we are in a new version of old life and death
I shoulda been by know
Cadilacs stand to the tree line I making then be like
Swerving to the curv tires pealin rubber pealin
Pull up to a halt but
on the Seattle scene
You've gotta do somethin' they ain't never seen
So thinkin' up a gimmick one day
We decided to be the only band that wouldn't play a note
BANG!
was my friend to the end
Chukie was a lucky so here's your end friend
I sets the show ain't brocoli and rice
the newer to the new not the old spice
place"
They capcorder certified A-1 blue
Ribbon sucker pride
To be preserved mammoth out glacier
Run away by prize with broken dignity
These wooden wings
the old me in that empty apartment
Had to downgrade to the new version
'Cause now I feel stress and anxiety
Feel pain and demons inside of me
Before you I
ain't no love song
That sings "one day you gon' be mine"
Don't come fucking up my healing process
Ain't no more fucking up my grind
This ain't the old me
If my life was a video game
It'd be in 4-D and it'd be fucking insane
I'm being unstoppable flying faster than planes
Running down the tracks
knew me
You only knew the old version
The blue me
It's the new Kidd, adverse?
Then just sue me
Adversely conversing in curses
So tune in
I'll ruffle
thru the snapchat
By all means get ya money sis
Start his 4th language by the time my son is 6
Yeah- a better version of me, that’s right
I got dreams
I don't wanna be alone in the nighttime
If these boys want the smoke they could light mine
I'm just praying to my God in the nighttime
I'm just
dream
A new version of the old scene
Speak easy on the grape vine
Keep shufflin' in a shoe shine
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya
elements flow from evil arteries in the dark
He'll be your cardiologist & heal internal issues to give a new start
If you need a new heart because the old
through his blue eyes
Come to find out he really isn't a new guy
He was one of the boys inside the crew of mine
ct that moment I was blowing every thought
interpreting were left up to me
I'd be sure every time folks
Knew this version wasn't mine
Which is why it is called 'His story'
Say hello to the new edition
Positive premonitions
My mind state was dirty dishes
Turned it to flirty scriptures
Hi there to all my bitches
Come
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