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Ain't Nothing New Karaoke

Tee Grizzley

SongtexteAin't Nothing New

Until you got your own shit

you ain't on no grown shit

Bumped my head a couple times

'cause I was never shown shit

You ain't gettin' money no more

stop bringin' up old shit

N***a I'm used to bein' lit

I do turnt shit and don't take no flicks

But I been left on stuck before

these hoes ain't pick up before

I remember everybody was fresh

I was bummy though

Ask 'em can I get some money

with 'em I ain't gettin' nothin' though

Hell nah I don't hate them n****s

I don't love 'em though

But thanks for turnin' on my album

I fuck with you

Hope you find some shit in me

that end up stuck with you

Fucked my head up when I saw

what this money do

People hate that I ain't think of hate

like how that come from you

I said

if you fuck with me I fuck with you

Hope you find some shit in me

that end up stuck with you

Fucked my head up when

I saw what this money do

They like Tee what's up with you

I'm up bitch ain't nothin' new

I ain't tryna talk after we fuck

go find you somethin' to do

N****s that don't like me cliquin' up

that's what dick suckers do

Flyin' in that new shit

we ain't flexin' we just slidin' through

Don't play with me that shit ain't worth

what they gon' put your mama through

I been stayin' out the way

a lot gettin' paid a lot

Don't come 'round me braggin' 'bout

no bodies how much pape' you got

City mines I'm gon' run

this bitch until my ankle pop

Told bro to stop swingin' that belt

but I can't make him stop

I woke up and text the bitch

I hit three days ago

Ask her did she take that Plan B

okay I'm makin' sure

You say money don't mean shit

okay in other words you broke

Rock designer with no logo

this that if you know you know

Let me hear you hatin'

Send my rich friends to fuck your whore

Police get behind us okay

let's see what this do in sport

They got gun licenses all them sticks

for sure them n****s dorks

If we get on n****s' ass

they for sure gon' come to court

Hold up wait my n***a

I ain't never used to run with you

So why you actin' so surprised

I don't fuck with you

Fucked my head up

when I saw what this money do

Fucked they head up when

they saw all them hundreds blue

Connected like wi-fi

n****s fake as sci-fi

Remember when I couldn't afford

the Rollie look at how time fly

I remember you was pussy

brodie say you slidin' now

I fuck with hoodrats from time to time

I need that thot top

I try to be friendly as it get

I'll hate to have this n***a

come and hit you in your shit

He gon' ask me where you at

he ain't gon' ask me what you get

But I gotta watch this n***a too

ain't that 'bout a bitch

But ayy

thanks for turnin' on my album

I fuck with you

Hope you find some shit in me

that end up stuck with you

Fucked my head up

when I saw what this money do

Fucked they head up when

they saw all them hundreds blue

Herausgeber:in
It'S Only About Music, Warner/Tamerlane Publishing Corp
Inhaber:in des Urheberrechts
Terry Sanchez Wallace, Arkeisha Knight, Martin Mccurtis