Lyrics:

You can stay in the hoppers
Thats them cop cars in my younger days
I was stacking that bread up
Staying prayed up
Like a
And I kept it too real with you
Too trill with you, but you violate
I was thugging the worst way
Out here, right in my Michael Js
Pop a few Percocets yeah yeah
High for a couple days
Pop a few Percocets yeah yeah
High for a couple days
Streets like guerilla warfare
Young niggas ready to bang
Young niggas ready to bang
Young niggas ready to bang

I tell you, I tell you that aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
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That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new


High like an astronaut, need a space suit
Need some space boots
That aint nothing new
She walks in red bottoms
She walks in Jimmy Choos
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
I got drip for me, I got drip for you
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
I know you hip to me, you know Im hip to you
That aint nothing new
I know you sick of me, Im sick of you
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
Aint no sympathy, its like Dejà Vú (same thing)
Call me Mr. T (ice), looking at all these jewels
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
I got drip for me, I got drip for you
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
I got drip for me, I got drip for you
That aint nothing new
You cant cut my moves
Im so outer space, need a space suit
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
Pop at the opps
Rock bout the blocks
I turnt up the block
I work round the clock
I put in a lot
My buddy got shot
I got locked, man I think bout it today and the shit make me hot

I tell you, I tell you that aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
I tell you that aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
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That aint nothing new


Im getting cake every day
Put the grind in your face
Give a damn if you like it or not
Going in for the kill
White on black benz, yeah
Im walking with twins, yeah
Red and green pills
Live and you learn
Let the kush burn
Money determined
You capping, just stop it, it have me concerned
Money threw it, woo
Money threw it, woo
Wipe that Bent new
Nigga aint making no noise
I aint even hearing you

I tell you, I tell you that aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new
That aint nothing new