JMoneyyMafia - Old Days

Imma take em to the OLD DAYS
You niggas act like bitch and y'all stuck in them hoe ways.
Imma take em to the OLD DAYS
You niggas act like bitch and y'all stuck in them hoe ways.
Imma take em to the OLD DAYS
You niggas act like bitch and y'all stuck in them hoe ways.
Imma take em to the OLD DAYS
You niggas act like bitch and y'all stuck in them hoe ways
This some bullshit that nigga going through this
My closest niggas opps like how tf I knew this
If I gave you one chance then you niggas would've blew it
I'm Trying to get my people out the hood I getting to it
Don't worry about that money bitch that money coming fluent
Better keep your eyes open because these hoes be steady using
They'll wipe you out for everything like they was just looting
Just made that goofy learn a lesson like he was a student
You better scope you one you better and pick 'em out
Niggas act like bitches that's word out of my fucking mouth
You niggas wasn't with me when I was all in that fucking drought
If you turned your back on me I'm steady screaming fuck you now
Better watch your homies because they backdooring niggas for clout
You can test my gangster watch the bullets get to popping out
If you want to throw hands guaranteed you we can rock it out
Everything change when my niggas start clocking out
Imma take em to the OLD DAYS
You niggas act like bitch and y'all stuck in them hoe ways
Imma take em to the OLD DAYS
You niggas act like bitch and y'all stuck in them hoe ways
Imma take em to the OLD DAYS
You niggas act like bitch and y'all stuck in them hoe ways
Imma take em to the OLD DAYS
You niggas act like bitch and y'all stuck in them hoe ways
It's like I'm rapping like I got something to prove
Like I got a chip on my shoulder or Something
But truth be I don't give a fuck about y'all and what y'all think
Imma continue to be me And be the best person I can be On God
Talking shit up out the neck you should keep your distance
Them niggas unfriended me and never put me in a mention
50 Shots from this g lock gotta know this a extension
Ain't no killer hold me up I shoot this bitch with great precision
We skipping down your block just shorten the attendance
Let them boys run the g you know I'm on a bigger mission
Better mind your business before a nigga end up missing
If you want the lil problems I'm throwing shit just like I'm pitching
Them dudes weak they better hit your target
Shooting for no reason just to prove which one is the hardest
Not saying I'm clever but you pussys ain't moving the smartest
Lost my niggas back to back that shit really made me so heartless
Ain't trynna get wet up so you bring a raincoat
You niggas claim to be my brother you niggas ain't my kinfolks
Better watch your mouth cause you'll fuck around and get choked and get smoked
I'm shutting everything down like I got the remote
2100 Man
Proverbs 17 17
And it's all love for my pac bros
If you know you know
On god

Written by:
Jonathan Davis

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