Tee Grizzley – Ain’t Nothing New [ Lyrics ] Letra Tee Grizzley Tee Grizzley – Ain’t Nothing New [ Lyrics ]
Helluva made this beat, baby
Until you got your own shit, you ain’t on no grown shit
Bumped my head a couple times ‘cause I was never shown shit
You ain’t gettin’ money no more, stop bringin’ up old shit
Nigga, I’m used to bein’ lit, I do turnt shit and don’t take no flicks
But I been left on stuck before, these hoes ain’t pick up before
I remember everybody was fresh, I was bummy though
Ask ‘em can I get some money with ‘em, I ain’t gettin’ nothin’ though
Hell nah, I don’t hate them niggas, I don’t love ‘em though
I don’t hate them niggas
But thanks for turnin’ on my album, I fuck with you
I appreciate it
Hope you find some shit in me that end up stuck with you
Real shit
Fucked my head up when I saw what this money do
Shit was crazy
People hate that I ain’t think of hate, like how that come from you?
From you?
I said, if you fuck with me, I fuck with you
Fuck with me
Hope you find some shit in me that end up stuck with you
I hope you do
Fucked my head up when I saw what this money do
They like, “Tee, what’s up with you?” I’m up, bitch, ain’t nothin’ new
I ain’t tryna talk after we fuck, go find you somethin’ to do
Get on
Niggas that don’t like me cliquin’ up, that’s what dick suckers do
I see it
Flyin’ in that new shit, we ain’t flexin’, we just slidin’ through
Don’t play with me, that shit ain’t worth what they gon’ put your mama through
On my mama
I been stayin’ out the way a lot, gettin’ paid a lot
Yeah
Don’t come ‘round me braggin’ ‘bout no bodies, how much pape’ you got?
How much pape’ you got?
City mines, I’m gon’ run this bitch until my ankle pop
Until my ankle pop
Told bro to stop swingin’ that belt, but I can’t make him stop
I can’t make him stop
I woke and text the bitch I hit three days ago
Three days
Ask her did she take that Plan B, okay, I’m makin’ sure
Don’t play
You say money don’t mean shit, okay, in other words, you broke
You fucked up
Rock designer with no logo, this that if you know, you know
I’m rich
Let me hear you hatin’, send my rich friends to fuck your whore
Go get her
Police get behind us, okay, let’s see what this do in sport
We gone
They got gun licenses, all them sticks for sure, them niggas dorks
Bustin’
If we get on niggas’ ass, they for sure gon’ come to court
Them niggas rats
Hold up, wait, my nigga, I ain’t never used to run with you
I ain’t never used to fuck with you
So why you actin’ so surprised I don’t fuck with you?
I barely know you
Fucked my head when I saw what this money do
Fucked me up
Fucked they head up when they saw all them hundreds blue
Fucked ‘em up
Connected like wifi, niggas fake as sci-fi
Remember when I couldn’t afford the Rollie, look at how time fly
Ayy, look how time fly
I remember you was pussy, brodie say you slidin’ now
Oh, you on that now?
I fuck with hoodrats, from time to time I need that thot top
I need it
I try to be friendly as it get
I do
I’ll hate to have this nigga come and hit you in your shit
Don’t do it
He gon’ ask me where you at, he ain’t gon’ ask me what you get
He don’t give a fuck
But I gotta watch this nigga too, ain’t that ‘bout a bitch?
Trust nobody
But, ayy, thanks for turnin’ on my album, I fuck with you
I appreciate it
Hope you find some shit in me that end up stuck with you
You know I’m genuine
Fucked my head when I saw what this money do
Fucked me up
Fucked they head up when they saw all them hundreds blue
Fucked ‘em up
Ah
Yes, sir
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