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New One (Outro) chords by RV

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  • Am

  • Em

  • Dm

  • C

Intro 1
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Verse 1
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PURCHASE
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LYRICS DESCRIPTION
Like 10 -11 or Nexta
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I done so much press -ups
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Tired of being in jail
Spent New Year's Eve on basic
No TV, could've counted like 12
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But oh well Free Velvet
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She hold my wipes
so I took her Chanel
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Good, good head but she does my head in
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I don't know how I put up with girls
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When I went to her yard with a hammer
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I worked tryna put up a shelf
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Got a brown tin tryna watch her wait
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I'm in her yard but I'm
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budging the scales
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And my sidekick asking
why she ain't wife yet
I do up designer
but she loves when I wear
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my nighttick
Ran for your hundred,
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that was a light check
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I don't make no sprinkle cake in my Pyrex
She asks what I do for a living
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Can't you see the chain?
984 Mary's,
pulled out a rack just to
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keep the chain
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Since Fat's died,
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it ain't been the same
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Retoped for her to ease the pain
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My new one looks sexy on FT
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Telling me come round,
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she wanna quit rub down
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Sorry babe, I'm uptown,
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never know might be luck
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But when I was bruh,
they didn't give two fucks
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But I seen girls want fuck now,
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used to play hard to get
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Now it's her that begs me to beat it,
I stay with the iron
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How the hell can red be anemic?
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Bro just wanna go there and do it
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I told him wait, let's be strategic
I run up a check, then I repeat it
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Caramel skin, toast painted white
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She's true flavours, no steak and rice
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I can't be your man,
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but I'll upgrade your life
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I ain't tryna stay the night,
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I just need somewhere
to lay this pipe
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She knows I could pay for her BBL
But I'd rather send peace
to my G's in jail
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I hope all of the opps
get freed as well
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Even though I hate them niggas at EDL
You might know what I do for the clip
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Ain't nothin' new to the kid
I was in the station questin'
for shootin'
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Same time shoulda been shootin' a vid
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Used to grab two and a bit
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Tryna put food in the fridge
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Now I come through the drip
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Fifty pairs of shoes in my crib
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I'ma hit a million in one
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of these days
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Probably why she wan na be big
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But it's M .O .B my priority straight
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I was on the wing when
Finn got shot in his face
Went on a glide when I got down, shh
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Got lucky dip like a lottery game
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I ain't on chattin'
Just grab my ting and fill it to the max
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And my name was Brennan
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Came from a box of dark and light
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Like David Haye in Hatton
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Now it's 18Ks in Hatton's
Tryna stop me
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And I got rapped, started to rap
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And I made it happen
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Came back with a new one
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Bros said they wax themselves
The price is right that I
might get a new one
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And I stopped my old bitch
for a new one
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Thank God that I bust them cases
But I pray that I don't catch a new one
Pray
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That's the end of the old me,
start of a new one
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Sick figure for a mixtape
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Came back with a new one
Bane if I lacked her old shape went turkey
And came back with a new one
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She said real niggas are tight
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Until she met me, she never knew one
Them man still workin' last season
But all my drip from the new
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one
you
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