Naike - Old School (feat. ThinkThrice & AteloMidas)

Old Schoooooooool
Anything I put my mind to, trust me I can do that
I put points on the board cos I got good stats
True say I don’t need a gold plaque
Cos the people know I spit the good raps
I ain’t got no time for all the chitchat
I lay low work hard and then we kick back
On job you know we don’t lack
And it’s Old School so we bring it right back
One sec let me bring it right back
Now I feel like Nov In the fitted Nike caps
Them boy used to doubt on my skills
But now I touch mic get a thousand of wheels
In the function bet I get the shoulders moving
I’m a rascal
Cos I’m grooving
On a Sunday afternoon, we ain’t snoozin
Done know we shake the room
Only good vibes when I enter
Move it to the right left and the center
Your girlfriend wanna be an attender
Gotta be careful about where you send her
Cos if she wanna swing my way
Sure look good to me
Minimalistic guy I ain’t hard to please
32 Bars I can do with ease
So many tracks I’m on a shellin spree
Anything I put my mind to, trust me I can do that
I put points on the board cos I got good stats
True say I don’t need a gold plaque
Cos the people know I spit the good raps
I ain’t got no time for all the chitchat
I lay low work hard and then we kick back
On job you know we don’t lack
And it’s Old School so we bring it right back
We bringing it back
In this party it’s and yeah packed
The DJ playing them raps
Straight from Londons racks
Turning the up the party I started
That Groove shit
And they bout it
I’m bringing the rhymes from the south
My influences three times the amount
Sexiest girls I couldn’t even count
Dancing to garage house
And yeah they feel it
Two step
Get wit it
That bass makes you wanna chase
Getting down with the pace
Everybody looking fly
Shawty seen in my eye
Making the move the scene I gotta be
Exchanging the groove no lesser
Ain’t even had to text her
Playa shit
Y’all niggas can’t catch up
She telling me I ain’t like these other dudes
Acting like I got to something prove
Traveled the world I been a couple places
Call the connect
I’m Plugged I stay in
I stay in
And I go in too
I been old school since 2002
With the kangols, we're the coldest yutes
And I been funky
Since cuzzy that’s crazy went clear with the bongo jam
Now they get jelly when they hear bout man
NAIKE stay doing bits with the glam
How could I move shy when they turn on the cam
Lights, camera, flashing
Real life I ain’t doing no acting
Smoke man with the flames that I stay rapping
Turn em into ash when I pull up catch em
Score screamers and I score tap ins
Anyhow we get it done bro I’m tapped in
Know I like the OJ with the bomb gin
Yeah I’m old school but never been a has been
Anything I put my mind to, trust me I can do that
I put points on the board cos I got good stats
True say I don’t need a gold plaque
Cos the people know I spit the good raps
I ain’t got no time for all the chitchat
I lay low work hard and then we kick back
On job you know we don’t lack
And it’s Old School so we bring it right back
Yeah Hold Up
Naike send it my way it’s a lay up
We lit from the sunrise to day up
If she wanna come to touch chin then pull up
Come then pull up
And bring my wood up
Yeah
Need a girl badder than Adam’s Day One
If you tryna be a plus one say something
I don’t wanna deal with you if can’t come
Share your location up in London
Heard it’s not a place to fall in love in
Don’t get hurt cause we just cutting
Im tryna change the way you strutting
Touching like right now
Smash up the Bridge and then Brexit yeah
Don’t tag me don’t mention yeah
No days off all action here
All action here
Don’t play fair, like the view and Im really trying binge
She like what you tryna watch today
I’m like you and little bit of skins
Wonder if she good with the kids
Let’s play house no pretend
Trying to go back to your ends
Then K hit me
When you gonna spit
Got it
Switch the defense
About to heat check
The boy can not miss
And I can not flex
It’s a just reflex
This beat is recess
I’m sitting on a stall, shit
If you play foul get blocked all ball
Hop on the track run a train all raw
All yellow tape all it takes one call
You ain’t got bars man your mouth all talk
I need a duchess for heir, Hear me
Show me the rules and I’ll rule, King me
Hand me the mic and we win, Ring me
Me and Naike like Auto, Semi
Thrice don’t mess with the rats, Minnie
Phone breakin up like Bobby, Whitney
Static gets hectic, better leave a message
You don’t wanna to lock with my boys like section

Written by:
EMMANUEL AWONAIKE

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