el tayepac – new weather lyrics
pressure
back and forth
type sh+t you know
i’m back
n+ggas ain’t moving with structure
it’s like they need some instructions
know if the feds
come in town
then they
gone tell on each other
boy that’s supposed to be
yo brother
same struggle
different mother
who the f+ck am i
to judge
rockin jewelry in this muhf+cka
this sh+t get bright as h+ll
it’s hot as h+ll
you reach for it
you dying here
send some shots
get you outta here
don julio
ion drink no beer
get money gut
i’m fat as h+ll
ain’t recognize me
when i got outta jail
ain’t recognize me
when i got outta jail
i done came home
to some new weather
i gotta move better
got a few drugs
make yo mood better
mo hoes than hugh hefner
leaving feelings in a contraceptive
b+tch you shoulda knew better
smooth criminal
like michael jackson
b+tch you can’t tell me
what bag i’m after
i done came home
to some new weather
i gotta move better
got a few drugs
make yo mood better
mo hoes than hugh hefner
leaving feelings in a contraceptive
b+tch you shoulda knew better
smooth criminal
like michael jackson
b+tch you can’t tell me
what bag i’m after
sweet baby jesus
turned a bag to
reese’s pieces
nah n+gga you ain’t seen me
i’m just trapping
on the weekend
sweets for my sweetest
ducking dodging polices
we can split it
down the middle
we still wouldn’t be even
charge a fee
just for me breathing
i still gotta raise leena
when i’m saying sh+t
then i mean it
don’t read into my demeanor
exercising with demons
done turned me into the meanest
i can’t sympathize with weakness
can’t f+ck wit
n+ggas that’s dreaming
i done came home
to some new weather
i gotta move better
got a few drugs
make yo mood better
mo hoes than hugh hefner
leaving feelings in a contraceptive
b+tch you shoulda knew better
smooth criminal
like michael jackson
b+tch you can’t tell me
what bag i’m after
i done came home
to some new weather
i gotta move better
got a few drugs
make yo mood better
mo hoes than hugh hefner
leaving feelings in a contraceptive
b+tch you shoulda knew better
smooth criminal
like michael jackson
b+tch you can’t tell me
what bag i’m after
taye you really got me f+cked up
i know you see me
calling yo m+th+f+ckin’ phone
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