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Oh, nah-nah-nah Real niggas don't do pullouts, man Ayy, uh Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other way I'm tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere Lost, I got God, I know he'll be here Ain't the same as I used to be Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me I got tired of people using me, be loyal or you losing me You had an option, you weren't choosing me And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain't fooling me (New interior, change the leather, would've thought that you would do me better) And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me (New interior, change the leather, I still believe you could do me better, for sure) Still tryna cop Mulsanne They say you too insane I take the coupe, blow out the brains We are not the same, skrrt, switch lane All my bitches flawless diamonds, pussy good, bad attitude, don't mind Switch the clock on a watch, call it perfect timing Talk to God, I be lost, I be unwinding And I put it down when she want it I done put her on top but she still climbing SongtexteSee the ice in my mouth, she in love with diamonds And my heart too cold, gotta change I done put her on the climb, she still grinding Know I come from the hood, I'm still sliding I done did it too bad, she still ride it Tryna find somebody better and I still can't find it Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other way I'm tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere Lost, I got God, I know he'll be here Ain't the same as I used to be Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me I got tired of people using me, be loyal or you losing me You had an option, you weren't choosing me And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain't fooling me (New interior, change the leather, would've thought that you would do me better) And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me (New interior, change the leather, I still believe you could do me better, for sure) Catapult off the top shelf, know I got wealth, I'm a rich nigga She know I know a shooter, probably know a shooter, probably know a shooter brought a stick with him And a gang member brought a blick with him Young nigga brought a bitch with him I'm the shooter the shooter probably know from the young nigga, yeah, we brought blicks with us I got gang ties, I'm a hood romantic Street nigga, I make the bitch panic Real problems, put it all on the canvas Try to hide but I know I'm doing damage Tryna find her, Polo, Marco She know I'm dope like a Narco Fell in love for the racks in Wells Fargo Know I like when she holding me just like groceries Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other way I'm tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere Lost, I got God, I know he'll be here Ain't the same as I used to be Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me I got tired of people using me, be loyal or you losing me You had an option, you weren't choosing me And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain't fooling me (New interior, change the leather, would've thought that you would do me better) And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me (New interior, change the leather, I still believe you could do me better, for sure) Aus Songtexte Mania