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old times - sheedts lyrics

[intro]
and i already know this
and i already know thi* yeah, yeah
uh

[chorus]
feelin’ that i’m different, and i already know this
rappin’ bout the pain, but i express it like a poet
no, we ain’t the same, but that’s gon’ change, and i’ma show it
chose a different lane, i went insane, i couldn’t focus

[verse 1]
so i just grabbed the pipe, so i can’t wait to crack it open
food inside the cream, i just be sippin’ my emotions
we walked into neeman’s, and we walked out with the whole thing
everybody screamin’ ’cause they see me with thе whole gang
we ain’t about half, ’cause if i comе, i need the whole thing
n*ggas say they rock me, but they got they foot in both lanes
when my brother died, i started sippin’ on that whole thing
i’m cryin’ off codeine, just thinkin’ bout all the old days
laughin’ dumb sh*t, just goin’ back and forth on both ways
ozzy always watchin’ me, even when i’m on my flow days
uh, i think this might be one of those days
uh*huh, i think this might be one of those days
we ain’t worried bout no street beef, we givin’ propane
two bad b*tches, so i gotta leave her both brains
know that brodie gone, you know i gotta live with bro name
gen 5 and ts, swear to god, i’m gettin’ both chains
beefin’ with my n*ggas, i’m like how the f*ck that scalp change?
why the f*ck you doubtin’ on me, tell me that you won’t gang?
disappoint, i done talked to you before that whole thing
now i’m on my own, i walk ’em down, then hit ’em close range
f*ck the consequence, i’m gettin’ back for you in no thing
i got all these voices in my head sayin’ “don’t change”
uh, i know i promise you i won’t gang
uh*huh, i said i promise you i won’t gang
[chorus]
uh, feelin’ that i’m different, and i already know this
rappin’ bout the pain, but i express it like a poet
no, we ain’t the same, but that’s gon’ change, and i’ma show it
chose a different lane, i went insane, i couldn’t focus

[verse 2]
uh, we want all the beef
uh, all my opps is dead, so why we in the streets?
n*gga keep one in the hand, we in the field like cleats
step on sh*t in b*tters, they say brown, be in the field like reese
n*gga, i’ve been poppin’, and i’m hot, that way like grease
they want me to cease for all the times i done k!lled these beats
uh, and all the times i done filled the streets (108)
uh, so it’s time for them to feel my heat
d*mn, uh, i can’t be a victim, n*ggas dyin’ in that system, clip ’em
i done pray to god, all my brothers make it thru this listen
we walk thru the mud, i can watch how far that dirt can glisten
i just grabbed like 10k to my brother, just because he listen
go and buy some caskets, for the n*ggas ’cause they keep on dissin’
if he think bout goin’ to that district, he gon’ end up missin’
why the f*ck these n*ggas talk to cops and then play opposition?
i always taught to play the block, until the rock was missin’
me and brodie slid, and thru a shot, that boy dropped from a distance
uh*huh, d*mn, it ain’t no competition
they know there’s levels to this sh*t, ’cause of how my diamonds hittin’
d*mn, he said how you get it, i said are you kiddin’?
i work all my dreams, all my teams, then ask bout that
d*mn, we done clear the scene, with all these beans, just left it black
uh, he was standin’ ten toes until we left ’em flat
d*mn, i would play the block, then play the booth, then play the jack
he was strapped until he wasn’t, bring that n*gga back
d*mn, all he wanted was some sleep, and now that n*gga nap
uh, me and brodie love to creep, that’s how we get it back
uh, he kept frontin’ like he got it, he ain’t sendin’ pack
uh, man these n*ggas outta pocket, how the f*ck you rap?
i put all my pain in this, you gotta run it back
[outro]
i put all my pain in this, you gotta run it back
i put all my pain in this, you gotta run it back
(108)

- sheedts lyrics

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