Old Ways ft. KNOMADD & Linda Sol Lyrics

Every time I contemplate

My my mind rewind, like this tape

Trying to get more time on my plate

What a waste chasing my old ways

What a waste chasing them old ways

Can't live my life through replays

Been jogging a lot these days

Runners, I had my mind in a daze

Mostly on roads, that's been paved

Destination changed like each day

Lot of folks flowin the same ways

In a way like a wave can convey

Anyway made aura go grey

Habits had my mind on a chain

Autopilot through the blocks with no Waze

Made a plan and I packed up my things

369 all in my brain

Know I Gotta make my own change

Dirt roads where I find my lane

Look back no I can't stay the same

Just a kid, got lost in them games

Now my aim is to honor my name

Every time I contemplate

My my mind rewind, like this tape

Trying to get more time on my plate

What a waste chasing my old ways

What a waste chasing them old ways

Can't live my life through replays

Every time I contemplate

My my mind rewind, like this tape

Trying to get more time on my plate

What a waste chasing my old ways

What a waste chasing them old ways

Can't live my life through replays

I been down this road before

Wish someone had told me so

It get kinda yeah it get kinda lonely though

You can break the mold and still get moldy though

You see lifes about the distance

Pushin past the limits

And when you get some motion

Watch out for the ones with motion sickness

Watch out for the ones who want forgiveness

Tag you in the mentions

Then forget to mention all the times they left the kid behind

No need to rewind No need for revenge

Nah bump that

I hope you waitin for the bus when I bus back

You hit a ruff patch when its lookin up that you get a rained on wit a new chain on

And It get snatch by a kid yellin tuck that

Unpack what fa who I cant

Got to much to lose i think

Lifes about the give and take

Past the expiration date

Man I miss the old days

Stuck inside these old ways

Every time I contemplate

My my mind rewind, like this tape

Trying to get more time on my plate

What a waste chasing my old ways

What a waste chasing them old ways

Can't live my life through replays

Every time I contemplate

My my mind rewind, like this tape

Trying to get more time on my plate

What a waste chasing my old ways

What a waste chasing them old ways

Can't live my life through replays

I been wastin my time chasin the grind couple of mornings hit snooze

Stuck in my ways hit the blunt wheres the booze

Sippin the trues forgettin my dues

What do I do for a living I rather just live

Get it and flip it to give

In college i kicked it w people who lived in the hills

Head in the cloud its ideal

Just to be real, i fantasized

That kinda life is a hood dream

But everything aint what it seem

Bunch of rich kids wit silent screams

I know ima make it my pockets on growth

Probably get big and reflect on days broke

Missin the times that my mind ran and stole

So no Overthinkin the moment just flow

Every time I contemplate

My my mind rewind, like this tape

Trying to get more time on my plate

What a waste chasing my old ways

What a waste chasing them old ways

Can't live my life through replays

Every time I contemplate

My my mind rewind, like this tape

Trying to get more time on my plate

What a waste chasing my old ways

What a waste chasing them old ways

Can't live my life through replays