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old days - shazzi lyrics

this is gonna be take 2
back in this b-tch
i can’t hear myself
alright we good now we good

n-ggas f-ck around judging me based on the old days
those were my old ways
don’t talk about my old days
& pls don’t come around talking about you think you know me
like “what up shazzi you trynna be my homie?
man mother f-ck the old days
the f-cking old ways
the so called homies
that call up the police
and give you a pistol
n-gga’s will end it
and not even miss you

remember i was younger dad taught me bout the paper
learned how to sauce and to distant the haters
pops is g also known as my savior
and momma watched me till my sins were forgiven
gotta go flex on my goals with precision
& school f-cked it me took a toll for a minute
said momma ground me from the smoke for a minute
but school stressed me it took a toll for a minute

goin thru the struggle
slangin c0ke
in some cola
if bino can do it
then i might go sober
think i just blew it?
give me my kosher

an then we wait for a minute

you make mistakes
i’m expecting some closure
small plates for now
ill just wait for exposure
line up the cardi
and mix up my potion

and then we wait for a minute

midnight drives
with bad b-tches we exploring
don’t k!ll my high
cause i’ll f-ck your emotion
don’t k!ll my vibe
we drop tops in the foreign
late night drives
from the night to the morning

from the night to the morning
some say that i’m packing a punch for the fame
i’m changing my style
just so yall know my name
a change for the better
man no ones to blame

a change for the better
my n-gggas been eating
i need my vandetta
away for the weekend
my conscious be creeping
it really depends
conquered my demons and turned them to friends
crackheads be fienden
i’ll feed them instead
man f-ck a 9 to 5
mike b h-ll finesse
seen blood on the leaves
im peeping the feds
seeings is beleiving
chris g said it best

see it all started with me and my bros just smoking and free styling we were always into hip hop for aslong as i can remember, you know just f-cking around a being a fool, so through out middle school i always had little rhymes in my notebooks and stuff but it didn’t really get serious until the 10nth grade… it was my whole environment that made me do it aswell as all the love and support my boys gave me , so i’d say cheers to motivation, they helped me get the soft ware, equipment, and they also reminded me that we some young winners, you know so going through everyday step by step, smoking my weed, enjoying life, so as soon as that happened i made i got my head straight made no drama and that sh-t was a go

n-ggas f-ck around judging me based on the old days
those were my old ways
don’t talk about my old days
& pls don’t come around talking about you think you know me
like “what up shazzi you trynna be my homie?
man mother f-ck the old days
the f-cking old ways
the so called homies
that call up the police
and give you the pistol
n-gga’s will end it
and not even miss you

can’t stop me
i’m popping
i’ll hop in the c-ckpit
it’s marsians
v goblins
these n-ggas be d-gg-ng
but too busy talking
i’m reading my options
missed calls from don’t answer
b-tches be plotting
why i don’t answer?
cause my money stacking
believe in the lyrics
man plenty things happened
i asked if its worth it
to see myself rapping
asked if it’s worth it
to see myself rapping

- shazzi lyrics

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