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old ways - wintertime lyrics

(hook)

lemme get back to my old ways (ooh)
lemme go back to them old days
the imma get it on my own days
straight mean muggin’ in the hallways (yup)
the don’t look at me, don’t approach days (swag)
the take yo jacket when i’m cold days (swag)
i rather do this sh*t alone days, even if it is the long way

(verse)
i don’t wanna be yo friend, boy
all you n*ggas is pretend, boy
i don’t wanna do a song, boy
i don’t like yo sh*t and that’s the end, boy (yup)
hit me back when you got bread, boy
and i’ll get back to you when i can, boy
i hope they listened what i said, boy
cause i ain’t gone say this sh*t again, boy
and yo b*tch tryna have s*x, boy
and yo b*tch gave me neck, boy
and yo. b*tch tryna text, boy
and i left that hoe read, boy
you look just like a opp, boy
you look just like a fed, boy
i don’t give a f*ck what you think, boy
young mamba man up next, boy

(verse 2)

all that talking i don’t find it funny (nope)
you don’t really want no problems from me (nope)
i ain’t saying i’m a k!lla but i might finesse yo momma out yo college money (finesse)
if that don’t work then i’m coming back and i’m masked up and i’ll take it from her
if that don’t work then i’m coming back while you sleeping so don’t think its safe or nothing
please don’t think that we are straight or nothing
what you thought that it was sweet or something? (b*tch)
i just started i’m just heating up, already hotter than a pizza oven
already checked my cloud, my sh*t is buzzing
already check my cloud, i’m doing numbers
already got a couple features coming
already said f*ck the repercussions, man
(hook)

lemme get back to my old ways
lemme go back to them old days
the imma get it on my own days
straight mean muggin’ in the hallways (yup)
the don’t look at me, don’t approach days
the take yo jacket when i’m cold days
i rather do this sh*t alone days, even if it is the long way

(verse 3)

i can not live with no 9 to 5
i would much rather be not alive
told my n*ggas that if we ain’t rich inside a couple years then we gotta die
i might even take my own life
i might have to hit the suicide (i might)
sike nah, i’m a real n*gga, and a real n*gga just got to much pride
so that just make me want get it more (get it more)
i’m on the phone with my n*gga sloan
he told me “go out and get it more”
i told him, i said let’s get it more
me and him it’s like the pick and roll
me and him it’s like the give and go
he gone’ pass it off to the kid then i’m at the rack with the finger roll
i be tripping off this sh*ts, tho
never tripping over b*tches, tho
everyday i do the same god d*mn thing, it’s like a f*cking ritual
everyday a n*gga smoking dope
everyday a n*gga getting stoned
shawty say that i’m addicted but, i don’t think that i’m addicted tho
nevermind i just thought about it and matter*fact i admit it (yuh)
i guess i am addicted
i guess i am conflicted
in love with these drugs and in love with this cannabis
they like where you been my n*gga?
sh*t, i’ve been in florida just f*cking on spanish b*tches
i can’t understand the b*tches but the p*ssy good, so a n*gga good and i’m gone
(hook)

- wintertime lyrics

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