OLD FASHION Lyrics

Feel like I'm in a rush but I still take my time

Anxiety on a hundred, shit I want what's mine

Small circle, I'm so tired of lies

I see the same demon in so many guys

No big bro, don't look up to no one, I don't idolize

Hold my own, even if it's heavy, I'ma get mine

Never sell my soul, my loyalty, I never bend mine

Pressure every week, sit back, look how I press mine

Long talk with retro, now I'm back on my shit

Need a whole pound, daily smokin' the zip

Live like we in the sky, the way we cloud up the crib

Really talk what it is, I never lie through my lips

Feel like I'm in my peak, but it get bigger than this

I don't get in the beef, but they know what it is

These bullets comin' big, they might fuck up your rib

Shred that boy up, R.I.P. when they spit

I move confident, I step like a boss

Don't ask twice, I never ask what it cost

Want me to fall, I just step up some more

Hate themselves, so they hate me more

Don't play it safe, lotta risk involved

No risk, reward is how this shit take off

Gotta get it, fuck if it takes me long

Breaks me down, breaks my bones, but it won't break my soul

They know it's lit and they can't dem it down

Comin' straight from the slums, I was a dirty child

Older brother fucked the trap up, we was runnin' wild

Busting plays out the civic, it was white and loud

Who want a nigga

Grew up on the blocks where they scream, bajando day n night

Stunt quietly, cause these fuck niggas plottin', takin' life's

Few homies in the dirt, couple homies servin' life

Few indited by the feds, had to find a different way

Had to find me an escape

Fell a few times, came back up, I'm feelin' great

There's no room in this table, there's no takin' out my plate

How the fuck you my homie filled with jealousy and hate

I don't know, I can't relate, but

I stay chillin', dodgin' all the fuck shit

It's hard to give out trust and love, so I don't love shit

And that's some real shit

I don't need friends surrounded by dead presidents