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old news - soldier lyrics

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[intro: da soldier]
knowing i should’ve never even told you
say you changed but you went back to the old you
you too big for be wanting me to hold you

[chorus]
them folks old news
knowing i should’ve never even told you
say you changed but you went back to the old you
you too big for you wanting me to hold you
i already payed all the money that i owed you
dawg you getting on my nerves, that’s what hoes do
been thinking bout the sh-t i put my folks through
at least i finished school like i’m supposed to
at least i finished school like i’m supposed to

[verse 1]
got her in her feelings pouring down like its rain
never make a promise that’s why i don’t do no f-cking rings
since i moved to florida d-mn this sh-t ain’t been the same
sh-t running through my blood and it got me feeling pain
i’m finna change my number up these folks keep on callin me
if you ain’t gone like my pictures then why you follow me
i’m out here gettin money know who i ahhta be
n-ggas still gang bangin with a whole lot of c’s
never catch me lacking without a iphone
if my n-ggas cross my back then i know sum
got them n-ggas on high alert got they toes up
when them action came from talking them n-ggas froze up

[chorus]
them folks old news
knowing i should’ve never even told you
say you changed but you went back to the old you
you too big for you wanting me to hold you
i already payed all the money that i owed you
dawg you getting on my nerves, that’s what hoes do
been thinking bout the sh-t i put my folks through
at least i finished school like i’m supposed to

[verse 2]
gas hit too hard it made me throw up
b-tches wasn’t f-cking with me till the glow up
i can’t play games forever i gotta grow up
all them parties i had, them folks ain’t show up
ease my pain, ease my pain, i need some narcotics
letting all my problems go cause i know god got it
used to steal growing up but i never robbed pockets
used to wanna be a gangster just like john gotti
they huddling up together like a bon fye
i gotta feeling in my stomach like it wasn’t right
i be rushing to get a sack i’m never on sides
we thicker than blood you kno this bond tight
the plug f-cked wit us on a 3.5
i’m just knowing i can’t be hanging around these guys
i’m tryna get some money get up out the street life
if a n-gga cross me over that’s where he die

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