New Weather Lyrics

Pressure

Back and forth

Type shit you know

I'm Back

Niggas ain't moving with structure

It's like they need some instructions

Know if the FEDS

Come in town

Then they

Gone tell on each other

Boy that's supposed to be

Yo brother

Same struggle

Different mother

Who the fuck am I

To judge

Rockin jewelry in this muhfucka

This shit get bright as hell

It's hot as hell

You reach for it

You dying here

Send some shots

Get you outta here

Don Julio

Ion drink no beer

Get money gut

I'm fat as hell

Ain't recognize me

When I got outta jail

Ain't recognize me

When I got outta jail

I done came home

To some new weather

I gotta move better

Got a few drugs

Make yo mood better

Mo hoes than Hugh Hefner

Leaving feelings in a contraceptive

Bitch you shoulda knew better

Smooth criminal

Like Michael Jackson

Bitch you can't tell me

What bag I'm after

I done came home

To some new weather

I gotta move better

Got a few drugs

Make yo mood better

Mo hoes than Hugh Hefner

Leaving feelings in a contraceptive

Bitch you shoulda knew better

Smooth criminal

Like Michael Jackson

Bitch you can't tell me

What bag I'm after

Sweet baby Jesus

Turned a bag to

Reese's pieces

Nah nigga you ain't seen me

I'm just trapping

On the weekend

Sweets for my sweetest

Ducking dodging polices

We can split it

Down the middle

We still wouldn't be even

Charge a fee

Just for me breathing

I still gotta raise Leena

When I'm saying shit

Then I mean it

Don't read into my demeanor

Exercising with demons

Done turned me into the meanest

I can't sympathize with weakness

Can't fuck wit

Niggas that's dreaming

I done came home

To some new weather

I gotta move better

Got a few drugs

Make yo mood better

Mo hoes than Hugh Hefner

Leaving feelings in a contraceptive

Bitch you shoulda knew better

Smooth criminal

Like Michael Jackson

Bitch you can't tell me

What bag I'm after

I done came home

To some new weather

I gotta move better

Got a few drugs

Make yo mood better

Mo hoes than Hugh Hefner

Leaving feelings in a contraceptive

Bitch you shoulda knew better

Smooth criminal

Like Michael Jackson

Bitch you can't tell me

What bag I'm after

Taye you really got me fucked up

I know you see me

Calling yo muthafuckin' phone