Old Ways Lyrics
(Uh, what you finna do?)
I’m not really a singer
But I do like singing to these hoes, I can’t lie
Cheee
So stuck in my ways
I got old shit steady coming back to me (Back to me)
I seen better days
But I can’t complain ‘cause I’m getting rap money
No I’m not the same, no I’m not the same (Uh)
I fell for your love too many times
You fell for my lies too many times
Ayeah
Now I’m stuck
Right here
Still thinking ‘bout you
Yeah, still thinking ‘bout you
Still thinking ‘bout you (Yeah)
Yeah
Tell me how every time I’m the one to blame
It’s hard for me to love, I be steady counting grains
I was right there with you sitting in the rain
Hand by the wheel, helping you driving in yo’ lane
Yeah I love the way it feel, have you screaming out my name
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You used to call me your pleaser
And tens out of ten, I bet you’ll still meet up
And I don’t want waste no more time for you leisure
No more time for your leisure, we can not meet up
You cannot see us
You came on me twice, and I tell you
“Lets make it 3x” (Ok, Ok)
Come on
That dick in her back she say
“Bae take control of my spine, come on” (Ba, ba, ba)
I got my fingers in your mouth, don’t speak (Ah)
I put it in, pull it out at your speed (Ah)
I’m fucking you, like you only fucking me (Ohoh ah)
I’m fucking you, like you only fucking me, yeah (Gimme ‘dat)
Kept, quiet as kept
I’m steady watching my step
I’m talking to God, trust me no one can help
‘Cause this well a lil’ deeper than one can might tell
I’m stuck right here thinking ‘bout you
Yeah I’m singing ‘bout you
Yeah, you got me on Marriii-Adele
I’m feeling your body, I read you like braille
I guess I just know what spells
So stuck in my ways
I got old shit steady coming back to me
I seen better days, but I can’t complain ‘cause I’m getting rap money
No I’m not the same, no I’m not the same
I fell for yo’ love too many times
You fell for my lies too many times
Now I’m stuck, still thinking ‘bout you, you
Still thinking ‘bout-
(Tre, tre, tre)