New Me ft. FrontEnd Mike & Sayo Lyrics

These niggas really ain't real, none of these niggas is steppers, none of these niggas be Gangster

Half of these niggas be telling, most of these niggas be red, paperwork, gon show all the Facts

I see you with that folder and that pen, paragraph like you was writing a rap, saw the Cheese and he got caught in the trap, two two three, put a hole in that hat, yeah

Stop with the cap, nigga I ain't really living like that

I'm in the street everyday with a scrap, with a bomb in the pocket of racks, other pocket Yeah it filled with crack

I don't know another way, but I can't go back to my older ways, I'm on my grind getting Paid

What did you make today, you cannot run from your problems, you'll never get away

Don't worry about what they say, get charged with treason and you can never stay, and if They lie, ask the lord to take Their breath away, please don't cross that line, all you Asking to me that's a day, they ask me am I fine, boy I told em I just been that way

These niggas really ain't real, none of these niggas is steppers, none of these niggas be Gangster

Half of these niggas be telling, most of these niggas be red, paperwork, gon show all the Facts

I see you with that folder and that pen, paragraph like you was writing a rap, saw the Cheese and he got caught in the trap, two two three, put a hole in that hat, yeah

Stop with the cap, nigga I ain't really living like that

I'm in the street everyday with a scrap, with a bomb in the pocket of racks, other pocket Yeah it filled with crack

None of this shit is new to me, trapping and capping and robbing and shit

I have mouths to feed, we in a house with no heat, where this shit'll get deep, jump in That mud with some

Cleats, with some cleats

Money's taller than yao ming, spending the twenties and saving the blue cheese, if you Met

Me a year ago then you don't know the new me

I'm still on the same thing, trapping and scamming you know that's my main thing, nigga Wanna play it green, Dome shot leave it on the scene

These niggas really ain't real, none of these niggas is steppers, none of these niggas be Gangster

Half of these niggas be telling, most of these niggas be red, paperwork, gon show all the Facts

I see you with that folder and that pen, paragraph like you was writing a rap, saw the Cheese and he got caught in the trap, two two three, put a hole in that hat, yeah

Stop with the cap, nigga I ain't really living like that

I'm in the street everyday with a scrap, with a bomb in the pocket of racks, other pocket Yeah it filled with crack