In The Old Days lyrics

by

The-Dream


[Verse 1: J4yDiZz1e]

Boy I spit hot bars like a heater, you are Jared Fogle, I'm the rapper eater

Hate when n*ggas wanna try and steal my style, boy you rocking beaters, my watch from the freezer

I keep making money off of doin features, shouts to NizzMey shouts to Derek Jeeter

I am off the meter, f*ck what you gotta say I don't give a f*ck so no need to get heated

Ooh, damn, I made you mad? If you is mad? n*gga get glad

I do not like it when haters get sad cause you not hating no you just sitting there sad

f*ck all the fame n*gga I'm wanting cash, Love my b*tch loving so I clap her ass

I'm stacking up while you n*ggas get lost after this mixtapes done your whole worlds finna crash


[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]

In the old days, Listen n*gga I would tell you for days (x2)


[Verse 2: J4yDiZz1e]

Ooh, I'm on a new level, n*ggas wanna race well my foot's on the pedal

I keep on balling these hater they do well and yes I am icy you all really could tell

I am the man with the flavor, most of my songs are so major

Rap is game and I wanna play it now I am so I guess I'm a player

I cross you make you a skater, I stay suited my clothes layered

I am from the snow, you had never known, my heart is as cold as my chains'er

She hear my music that sh*t changed her, she loving how my crew gets paper

She's leaving yo ass for a cute boy and cash and you sitting there lost life in danger


[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]

In the old days, Listen n*gga I would tell you for days (x2)


[Verse 3: J4yDiZz1e]

You know you the man when you got you some fans and these n*ggas stay hating cause they ain't got fans

So you stack up your money as high as you can and you say f*ck these n*ggas cause you got a plan

To eliminate all of this hoes in advance, Listen n*gga I stay running up bands

Who in the world said that you couldn't do it? f*ck anyone the powers in your hands

Ooh, Smooth, I'm so damn cool, Momma told me n*ggas wanna be you

Now I'm looking at these n*ggas in life, she was right because these n*ggas they fools

I keep reaching goals in music I made, And the projects out so that is one too

You madder than a b*tch this n*gga ain't you, and matter fact I got ya hoe wit me too


[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]

In the old days, Listen n*gga I would tell you for days (x2)

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