Old Friends, New Opps Lyrics
(Itsnelll on the beat, n****)
Yeah
Get that hate up out your heart and make the love a lil’ bigger
N***** dyin’ left to right, I keep my finger on the trigger
And you know shit out here ugly when your friend might be your killer
‘Cause once upon a time, the opps, they used to be my n*****
Remember, I got that .38, it made me feel so special
As soon as I got that glizzy, I start takin’ n*****’ cheddar
And don’t send me no message ‘less a n**** want some pressure
These n***** out here tellin’, man, these n***** out here jealous
Thirty-three shots, a n**** smokin’ Biscotti
Glizzy pull a Maybach, yeah, this the big body
And I’m with my driver, most likely gotta be a slide
She just like my opps, these n***** be dick ridin’
Pockets full of hundreds, baby, tell me what you want (What you want)
Brand new Escalade, a hundred bags up in the trunk
N***** say a lot of things, but they don’t wanna run (Wanna run)
When them shooters came, I heard you turned to Forrest Gump
And the way I stunt, I know these n***** can’t stand me
Rich ass n****, I done went and got a nanny
Remincisin’ ’bout watchin’ Wheel of Fortune with my granny
And we used to keep a couple chickens in the pantry (Ayy)
Get that hate up out your heart and make the love a lil’ bigger
N***** dyin’ left to right, I keep my finger on the trigger
And you know shit out here ugly when your friend might be your killer
‘Cause once upon a time, the opps, they used to be my n*****
Remember, I got that .38, it made me feel so special
As soon as I got that glizzy, I start takin’ n*****’ cheddar
And don’t send me no message ‘less a n**** want some pressure
These n***** out here tellin’, man, these n***** out here jealous
I made this second verse for all them boys who envious
And I’ma say something that’s gon’ make they ass remember this
I don’t really like rappers ’cause they like to pretend and shit
I gave my dawg the job then I know that he gon’ finish it
Nah, they don’t know my pain, I was posted on the block
I had to catch that train with my motherfuckin’ Glock
Wasn’t down to the end, but I can tell that from the start
It was a rocky mountain, but we made it to the top
I got killers, for real
I’ll make ’em get at you
These guys wanted to be like me since middle school
They want my swag
They want my bitches too
I don’t know how that feel but I imagine that it’s pitiful (Ah)
Get that hate up out your heart and make the love a lil’ bigger
N***** dyin’ left to right, I keep my finger on the trigger
And you know shit out here ugly when your friend might be your killer
‘Cause once upon a time, the opps, they used to be my n*****
Remember, I got that .38, it made me feel so special
As soon as I got that glizzy, I start takin’ n*****’ cheddar
And don’t send me no message ‘less a n**** want some pressure
These n***** out here tellin’, man, these n***** out here jealous