Old Hoes And New Money

Lyrics

[Intro: Denzel Washington as Frank Lucas in American Gangster] See, you are what you are in this world That's either one of two things Either you're somebody or nobody Gxupo, slime 'em [Verse 1: Dom Corleo] I got all this shit on my own Went and got a lil' rich on my own We was servin' the dope out the pantry But now I just cop me a Bentley Think I finna fly out the country My killer gon' say when it's uppy Throw it up in the air, it get stuck We turn that lil' pussy to Runtz I got a lil' guap on me Hoes in the past, they o-l-d Them bitches can't fuck with me Cut 'em all off, they too friendly Ballin' on 'em like I'm 23 That's how I know they envy me I done killed all my еnemies Free bands, that's a friend of mе (Pluto) They run of with the swag like a bandit They wanna be me and they bitin' my style, I swear I been through all the antics How you gon' say that I'm bitin' somebody, man, stop all that muhfuckin' slander Shut the fuck up, I got homecourt advantage VV's on me and they muhfuckin' dancin' I done blew racks on the chain Yeah, I just spent muhfuckin' bands, gang It cost a 125 dollars if you wanna talk 'bout the damn name They know that I'm muhfuckin' band gang G43 blow out your damn brain I just been doin' my damn thing And I won't stop till my last day I'm like "Oh, thats's your hoe?" Fuck it, ain't even know Sorry, that's not your bitch no more Tell me how you broke and cuffin' a hoe Tell me how you ain't pull off in a ghost Tell me how you ain't got a bag, lil' bro Tell me how you ain't got cash no more Know that you ain't finna catch no joke pressing me 20 pints of lean I put my daughter and son in that new Celine I got a hoe too rich, ain't shoppin' on Shein She too mean Just like me [Verse 2: Frankslastday] Got the foreigns parked outside, they got the doors up And we walk inside the club and, yeah, they know it's us Said "It's my last day" to my Lastday, you know it's on She believe everything that I'm sayin', I'm the trolling one All I see is green Like a [?] That boy wanna be like me He copy everything he see I put Tahj in the AMG Pourin' up so we can't breathe You can't hang around with us 'cause the way we live, the shit ain't street I got this shit on my own so I'ma die for it Bitch, I'm gon' leave you cold if you try for it And a show up in your city, had to sign for it And this bitch got a man at home, she said she'd die for him