New Beginning

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[Verse 1: Nafe Smallz] Told them niggas "Fuck it, this shit a new beginning" I don't care about the Bentleys, Benzs, bitches, all I care about is winnin' Mama used to try to tell me not to trust these bitches, not to trust these women (No way) I just left the London show fucked up, four white tings, sinnin', you know that I'm sinnin' You know what I'm 'bout She said she heard about the kid, just from word of mouth She see them hitters with me and she know what I'm about Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Got a lot of cash money on me right now (Cash) I really shut it down (Lets go) You know I trap so hard nigga, in then I'm out And I go, go, go get it I been a fiend for the money, yeah. I said it I got the trap line, you hear it bellin' I got a million flows, ain't nobody messin' I had a teacher that tried to tell me I wouldn't be shit I just made a whole year on the weekend Hopped out, I get so deep in the deep end Dropped out, roll another blunt, put the weed in For my whole life I been on the grind tryna get it nigga Bought them packs with me to the city nigga Where them racks at? You know I'm tryna get it, yeah Fuck all the talkin', fuck all the bitchin' Tryna get me to the millions (Yeah, yeah) I was on music, only fuck with the realest niggas in the building [Verse 2: Swift] The traps my weakness But mans just a human being Gyal can't take we for no eediat Came up from the street, no features (Nah) I don't need you, you need me for your remix (You need me) When I re, that's a meeting Say the name of the street then meet him Tekkin long? Mans leavin' Smokin' strong on the weekend [?] gyal, mans leaving [?] mans weeding I sin and it's wrong, get a brick now it's gone, what a feeling Link bro at the spot, mans counting a lot, that's prof' mans eating Do show with the squad that's gang that's Nem, Dons, French, [?] Gyal gave me the O then the E, ha Think she rollin' with stars, she a eediat, ha (Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha) Talkin' hard in your yard, man squeeze it up Free the mandem, lock off man, free them up And free my cuz He loves sellin' nuff hard and squeezin' off I been trappin' long, I might trap it wrong (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And your gang look like some tagalongs (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Runnin', runnin' like a marathon Link round the corner cah the Babylon [Outro: Nafe Smallz] Told them niggas "Fuck it, this shit a new beginning" Told them niggas "Fuck it, this shit a new beginning" All I care about is winnin' Mama used to try to tell me not to trust these bitches, not to trust these women I just left the London show fucked up, four white tings sinnin', you know that I'm sinnin', you know that I'm-
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Credits
- Writers
- Swift (Smoke Boys)
- Nafe Smallz