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old ways - chymeezy lyrics

[intro]
ouuuuuu nananana
ouuuu nananana
ouuuu nananana
ouuuu ouuuu nanananana

[verse 1]
i swear to god when they told me
my brother had died swear to god that my finger was itching
all of this pain that a n*gga has felt
i was so d*mn f*cked up shedding tears in the kitchen
if n*ggas tripping you know that im tripping
i just bought a glock and it came with extensions
told him to load up the gun take the plates off the car
then we sliding we out onna mission
i been the one who gone put in the work
fighting depression i know that it hurt
im onna stage and im going berzerk
never thought that i’d put babyblue onna shirt
im onna stage and they screaming my name
i want the money dont care bout the fame
at least i said i care
but then they all can’t say the same

[hook]
at least i said i care
4 shots i’ll take you there
no i ain’t playing fair
now when i stop they stare
said i wanna go back to my old ways
i reminisce bout the old days
had no problem in showing my colgates
had no problem in
showing my, showing my, showing my, showing my
at least i said i care
4 shots i’ll take you there
no i ain’t playing fair
now when i stop they stare
said i wanna go back to my old ways
i reminisce bout the old days
had no problem in showing my colgates
had no problem in
showing my, showing my, showing my, showing my
[verse 2]
i popped a bean and then it had me pheening
they call me crazy i play with my demons
no roddy ricch but i ball every season
i love the way that she swallow the s*m*n
hit in his mouth and we left that boy leaking
straight to the action can’t f*ck with no speaking
talk to the people i sound like a deacon
grew up in church so i know all the preaching
call me lamelo balling like a rookie
im not a k!ller murder if you push me
some of my n*ggas switching for the p*ssy
told him the money sweeter than the cookie
all my designer came from overseas
she say that im the n*gga of her dreams
like when i rap but love it when i sing
hate that i hide the bl!cky in my jeans
clearing my head i need to get away
whipping toyota traveling state to state
momma im coming home a couple days
chilli got n*ggas dying for a play
gambling with life it never been a game
spitting this fire sounding like a flame
at least i said i care
but then they all can’t say the same
[hook]
at least i said i care
4 shots i’ll take you there
no i ain’t playing fair
now when i stop they stare
said i wanna go back to my old ways
i reminisce bout the old days
had no problem in showing my colgates
had no problem in
showing my, showing my, showing my, showing my
at least i said i care
4 shots i’ll take you there
no i ain’t playing fair
now when i stop they stare
said i wanna go back to my old ways
i reminisce bout the old days
had no problem in showing my colgates
had no problem in
showing my, showing my, showing my, showing my

- chymeezy lyrics

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