OLD ME Lyrics

Is you gon' be here if I go broke

Cause I know that you wouldn't fuck with the old me, I already know

And I just be thinking bout shit that you told me, I can't let it go

Uhh this shit getting old

Yuh feel like I've been here before

Niggas be slimey, I'm wiping her nose

But it ain't none to talk about, tell me what you see in me

But you just gon' run your mouth

We know that's a B&B, lil nigga that's not your house

And you go to sleep in peace, cause you don't wanna talk about it

Is you gon' be here when all this go?

Got too many racks that my wallet ain't foldin, I'm stacking this dough

And I just be sippin' on drank, I be pourin, I'm pourin' a four

Yuh bronem gon' kick down your door

Yuh wock and the X, got me slow

Walk in the party, got sticks and poles

No this not no petty money, bitch be stackin' big guap

Why that hoe tell me she love me, I just tell that bitch die

Why these niggas actin' funny, I ain't hear no punchline

Niggas broke, don't got no money, that's why they tryna take mine

Pull up, pull up, pull up Aventador

I've been looking forward to all this shit I hold

All this shit I work for, All this shit I own

And your boyfriend's so poor, keep that boy at home

I jus' want that bag nigga, me and bronem too strong

Pull up on you run that cash thing nigga

God look out, can't move wrong you know got 12 on my ass, bitch

I just turned the beat down, she said she fuck with my adlibs

(She said she fuck with my adlibs)

Is you gon' be here if I go broke

Cause I know that you wouldn't fuck with the old me, I already know

And I just be thinking bout shit that you told me, I can't let it go

Uhh this shit getting old

Yuh feel like I've been here before

Niggas be slimey, I'm wiping her nose

But it ain't none to talk about, tell me what you see in me

But you just gon' run your mouth

We know that's a B&B, lil nigga that's not your house

And you go to sleep in peace, cause you don't wanna talk about it

We gon' up that fire one him, I won't hesitate

Tell me how you feel about me, girl, 'fore if it's too late

I ain't got no love for you, my heart full of hate

I was tryna ball with you, ain't know what it take

Is you gon' be here when all this go?

Got too many racks that my wallet ain't foldin, I'm stacking this dough

And I just be sippin' on drank, I be pourin, I'm pourin' a four

Yuh bronem gon' kick down your door

Yuh wock and the X, got me slow

Walk in the party, got sticks and poles

No this not no petty money, bitch be stackin' big guap

Why that hoe tell me she love me, I just tell that bitch die

Why these niggas actin' funny, I ain't hear no punchline

Niggas broke, don't got no money, that's why they tryna take mine