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lirik lagu new m.o – bhris oeaux

pre hook:
new mode of operation, i could do bad by myself
never rely on a b*tch to make myself feel good about myself
never rely on my old ways of thinking, that ain’t bring me no wealth
never rely on my old ways of thinking, that ain’t bring me no wealth

hook:
new.. m.o
i gotta rely on my d*mn self
i can never rely on a soul
cuz everybody is disposable
i can never lean on a hoe
cuz these weak hoes always come and go
i can never lean on a hoe
cuz the b*tches go when the money go, yeah

new m.o
watch how i change up my body
i changed my mind about a lot of thangs
and the new results is r*t*rded
started watering my own plants
and a rose grew from the concrete
started watering my own plants
& pockets turned into a garden, yeah

verse 1:
new m.o, this the beginning of growth
i used to think i was the underdog, but i truly am above most

i had to line up all my sheep just to recognize i am the goat
in other words i had to count my blessings just to recognize i am the chosen…

one. i am close to the most high. so you cannot put me on standby
ever noticed when you stop praying that your blessings feel just like the bus stop ?
in other words they be hit or miss and you and you can’t blame your lateness on the bus ride
and if god cut you off i’ll cut you off…me and god like to harmonize

cut you off with my eyes close, with a blindfold and throw a spiral
have my mans take a vid, upload it then watch that b*tch go viral

took awhile for me to realize that i’m top notch and i won’t settle for less
but it came to me like a lightbulb floating over my my head when you left me for dead

new mode of operation, i could do bad by myself
never rely on a b*tch to make myself feel good about myself
never rely on my old ways of thinking, that ain’t bring me no wealth
never rely on my old ways of thinking, that ain’t bring me no wealth

verse 2 (gatti b):
turning the four door on fordham road
roll me a backwoods up for the road

met up with chris then i bought a oeaux
broke it down, i had times i was down and broke

had to sell drugs never sold my soul
rags to riches never sold my clothes

had to rumble through the concrete jungle
struggled
was a late bloomer somehow we rose (ouuuu)

n*gga ouuu i’m the talk of streets! and you
are way too broke to be talking to me’

now a days everyone f*ck with each other but ain’t no one f*ckin wit me is you stupid?
ain’t scared of a loss b*tch i’m used to losing turned me monster i’m bout to lose it

there’s pain inside these blunts, i cannot link up
stress made us do what we had to do
now we just do what we want
who telling me what?

new mode of operation let’s get it started
we was living life the hardest, i had to outglow the darkness

if i shine then my sons shine ah yeah, that’s how you blossom
started watering my own plants now my pockets turned to a garden

- bhris oeaux

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