Lyrics:
I keep it old school when I'm ballin' like I'm Barkley
See me drip with the water call it sparkling
Bread get me in the buildin' no charging
You can
with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends,
When I, seek help no one lends a hand
Why would I, be there if you just pretend
I don't. see you as a friend just a man
And I don't, see you as a friend
City girls just seem to find out early
How to open doors with just a smile
A rich old man
And she won't have to worry
She'll dress up all in lace
remember when you had your first day of school
The way you waved goodbye made me cry
You made some new friends and got to play
Finding your passion
everyone I knew back then is doing just the same
When an old school-style country song is playing on the radiostation
Last week we called that we can meet
new artist with a old school deal. (yeah!)
Taught the game by Steve Lobell (yup!)
So we always win, don't receive no L's (nah!)
New girls act like
Ray's almost got my ass kicked
Rather just chill in the yard in my casket
Call up the hoes, have em swing by the tomb
And get a little sticky stank up
rams
Yes ma'am and I
Just might call your girl a friend
But fuck her like she my girlfriend
Talk to her like she my girl like
Oops you look like my
really wanna know
I'm a player with an old school flow
Told my girl be nice, I got bitches on the low
Talkin' bid-ness, ain't no pictures on my phone
Got
with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends,
I'll do anything make yall happy
Im ya friend, lover, and ya pappy
Riding shotgun in the old school Caddy
I'm just swanging in the streets like I'm
they walk down the street
Yeah.
He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He
of old poison gas,
And obsolete germ bombs, just as a freak tornado cruised through
(my baby, my baby, my baby, my baby) [repeat: x3]
Sucking up two
Havin' baby after baby by the same old chump
And then the day came, he left the dame shamed
But who's to blame? Y'all know the name of the game
Pimp
ain't never laying low
Shoutout to my brother Mario
Yeah we pull up In a Pitch Black Benz
Yeah we pull up in a Pitch Black Benz
No we don't do friends
We
My ice (Hittin') , glass (Woo)
Old school (Hot rod) , smash (Skrrt)
Almost (What?) , crashed (Damn)
Balmains sag (Racks) my bitch, bad (Bad)
I fuck her
and rottened in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition
Was about like
Right before that midnight made 2000
Little bit of old soul mixed in with some new school and every bit in between
Just another 90s kid brought up on them
some gin in my cup
Put the black clothes on now everybody whatsup
I don't remember me and you ever being no buds
Old friends hit me up once I get
so they put him on the five
And Hamilton, old time friend
They put his face on the front of the ten
These are the dead presidents
From the hood
Can you believe it?
It's been almost ten years now
And I'm getting that feeling
As we're driving 'round this town
Passing by the old school yard
bad
You got your own, she's by your side
She'll be willing to end the fight
Just for any reason she's got your back
2, Second story, kinda corny
Had
I dropped out of the old school
I got kicked out of the new school
I got drunk with some girls from the local art school
Got caught painting
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