Testo OLD WAYS FREESTYLE - COTIS
Testo della canzone OLD WAYS FREESTYLE (COTIS), tratta dall'album THE 4AM CLUB
Yeah, can't love, my heart's still freezing
Can't stop 'til the whole team eating
My bitch just won't stop calling
But it sure feels good that I'm needed
Wake up, smoke, drink, then repeat it
Wake up, make hits like it's easy, yeah
Blowing this money, it's nothing
Gotta grow up but I don't wanna rush it
Four grams, my last white Russian
Say he want smoke but I know that he's bluffing
Been three years, I ain't spoke to my cousin
Been three weeks, I ain't spoke to my mama
And my ex been causing this drama
Like fuck all that, I don't need those problems
Yeah, tell my bros I got 'em
We don't gotta worry 'bout nada
Yeah, bitch, I got rank like Shabba
Got ten gold chains on my collar
If I fucked you over, I'm sorry
But we all outside tryna prosper
I was in the party ten deep with my partners
I was in the party ten deep, Perc' popping
Baby so bad, had my jaw all dropping
Molly and me fell deep in love
But we had to break up 'cause my jaw kept locking
You're playing too much, girl, stop it
I worked so hard for this shit but there's
So much more that I'm trying to accomplish
And maybe I'm happy and maybe I'm not
But the point is that I'm never stopping
Maybe I'm happy and maybe I'm not but
The point is that I'm never stopping
Smoking on higher grade, I need to elevate
I'm feeling better now, must be a better way
Can't tell me nothing now, I made a stack today
My head is in the clouds, I smoked a pack today
I should go blow a few racks today
Told me she love me, you're capping, babe
Tell you I love you while three thousand miles away
Think I'm in need of a holiday
And she ready to throw it away for me
Guessing I'm ready to fuck up my life again
Baby, that body was made for me
Stick by my side, you could be my right hand
I'm sorry, I know that you hate it
When I go out drinking and party all night again
Yeah, went back to my old ways
Yeah, back outside again
Can't love, my heart's still freezing
Can't stop 'til the whole crew eating
My bitch just won't stop calling
But it sure feels good that I'm needed
Wake up, smoke, drink, then repeat it
Wake up, make hits like it's easy, yeah
Blowing this money, it's nothing
Gotta grow up but I don't wanna rush it, yeah
Yeah, I need to hydrate
Better my mind state
She playing mind games
Cruise through the backroads, speed on the highway
All of this time spent
Just tryna make ends meet
Got rich off the backend
Now they all resent me
Where does the time go?
That shit will slip away
When you're focused on money
All of the wrong things
Popping an Oxy'
Trying to drift away
And no one can stop me
Shawty, I'm tweaking, tell me you love me
Don't want me to leave yet
Baby, I'm leaving
Don't want me to leave yet
Baby, I'm leaving
Don't want me to leave yet
Yeah, don't want me to leave yet, yeah
Can't love, my heart's still freezing
Can't stop 'til the whole team eating
My bitch just won't stop calling
But it sure feels good that I'm needed
Wake up, smoke, drink, then repeat it
Wake up, make hits like it's easy, yeah
Blowing this money, it's nothing
Gotta grow up but I don't wanna rush it
Credits
Writer(s): Callum Andrew Nicholas Afcouliotis, Joey Pepe, Eshe Nkiru, Worksotb
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