Old Dallas Lyrics

I don't need much, but love

I don't need much, but the air in my lungs

This beat don't need drums

I barely need a beat long as my heart beat pumps

I don't need a car I got feet, I can run

For pres if I want

Just ask Kamala and Donald Trump

I try and politic but I just end up sounding dumb

I try to make a hit but I just end up sounding dumb

I'm scrolling on this app and everybody sounds

I don't hate people but I hate what we've become

I tried to plant seeds, last year I lost a son

I wonder what I leave when my legacy in done

I don't need much but my daughter and my moms

Some shrimp wonton, real Jamaican rum

Why does sex feel even better when I'm drunk

Why does everything feel even better when I'm numb

Ain't no party like a NHouse party

I came to save the party

The real unsung

Dallas over all

I ran so they crawl

I Passed the torch so they can ball

The ones who don't recall

Too big for their britches

They know wear the drawls

At least I took a leap before the fall

Bahamas for the fall

The only time you'll catch me chasing water falls

She still chasing rings like the late Kobe bean

I'm back for number five and I brought Paul Gasol

Like Emily I need a bigger house for my dogs

Not much of a talker but they know who they can call on

Two phones

Collect calls like student loans

Contracts looking funny

They must think we bunch of dummies

Ain't shit sweet but Milk and Honey

Rawleigh go head make the call

First deal was five figures

My second deal a lot bigger

That's old currency, shout out Spitta

Studied the greats, I watched Jigga

Deep in my bag like a shop lifter

Her ass the fat, the plot thicker

The first lady like Rah Digga

Forever mine if I hit her

Shoot your shot, I'm triggered

From the city of cop killers

You can't have new without old

You can't sell me I'm not sold

You can't tell me I'm not a goat

You mean to tell me what I already know

I can't have you without hoes

If I can't have you U

I'll take A, E, I, O

I got some vowels for you baby

From cliff side where it's genocide

Where screens fall like they minimized

Just when you thought you made friends

Found out he ain't a friend of mine

All foes get exposed, just give it time

Bases loaded, this batting practice

Got the kid stepping up to the plate

Like it's dinner time

Cashmere the biggest don

Cashmere like it's winter time

She working on that Summer body in the summer

That ass backwards

Like talking politics and asking rappers

Nigga stick to rhymes

If credit is king, then give me mine

I'm still your best like Giveon (She say)

But these rappers all hype like my ad-libs

Been hot since all hip hop and Datpiff

Been hot since hotwheels

I played the cards I was dealt

Sometimes you get a bad deal

Now how it feel

To have a million likes

But the love not real

From the city of hate

But I love mine still

Brick by brick

Now watch what I build

This how you drop bars

And drop gems

Anti them

It's a packed house like we walked in Ikea

Hit waffle house

I could use a hot meal

We should grab food

Head back to my crib

I try not to scroll

Feeling like Earnest fighting trolls

The ones that's done nothing do most

To say the least

One Billy, two Billy, three Billy

You can't have new without old

You can't sell me I'm not sold

You can't tell me I'm not a goat

You mean to tell me what I already know

I can't have you without hoes

If I can't have you U

I'll take A, E, I, O

I got some vowels for you baby