Old & New

Back on my old flow because I'm on my old mode Last dude try me, he got hit by the 4-4 Now he flat dead, I bet he won't do that no more Think they hotheads because they really don't want no smoke Back on my new flow, these bullets goin' sumo What you think I need four Glocks? Bitch, I need two of those Every day I wake up, smokin' on this, whoo, strong When your people die, you gotta turn that news on Turn the news back on, you know new people's really dyin I got my Glock with the hot switch, it be really fryin Been makin' sauce for 48 hours, I'm really tired We'll put you on the shit bag, we call it expired Man, I got time for this rappin Yeah, they really wanna sign me just because I rap Hit em in his top, actin' like it's nothin', man, what happened? Y'all really need a oscar because y'all doin' all that actin Feelin' like I'm Dirk, I'm still playin' for the Mavericks I don't f*ck with Lansing assholes, man, they still ratchet Shoutout Dive, now he see the stars just like he Patrick Mixin' all this shit in one time like I'm doin' with magic We just caught em in traffic, now he dead in that casket Yeah, I'm lookin' right at him, heard he said I'm an opp I just said that he a rat, just like I'm Babe Ruth Just hit the home run with a Mac, now his face flat Nah, he ain't comin' back, in the booth with the truth Why?, you know I spit facts, you can't trust these hood rats They would play you like that, why you sayin' like that Man, ain't no love for these streets, that's why I gotta keep my heat I be killin' all these feets, murderin' in the first degree Used to post on Silverstone, I hate when I had to leave We pull up on his block, that's draco dumpin' like I need it Big bands entertainment, yeah, you know we is the fam Choppa shells will , we get to textin' Uncle Sam Y'all just know that I'm the rapper, y'all don't really know who I am If you talkin' about that cap, you gon' be dodgin' in that Ram