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no awk - old school pt. 2 lyrics

[hook] x2
i’m a take them back to old school, no pro tools
just soulful with vocals, kicking it with the old dudes

[verse 1]
this for everyone that’s wishing they could be in my position
all it takes is some ambition and little bit of wisdom
don’t listen to who isn’t on the same style that i’m living
want to walk mile in my shoes, but my size ain’t fitting
for them, therefore, i ignore them
now my fortress is enormous, and my future is gorgeous
future so bright you’ll need darker shades than morpheus
future so bright like that scholarship from florida
tried to get the nation on education, it gets frustrating
rather hear about money making or the girl i’m dating
my fault that line was groundbreaking and earth quaking
get it? my fault lines having the world shaking
double entendres open they minds up
flow scary like monsters they just imposters
say they real, but they just imitate a rider
i ain’t messing with their bars like designated drivers
i make sure everyone home safe, grand slam
how i am making hits, because i’m the d-mn man
want beef? well, i’m giving them ham, spam
make them remember this like “one time at band camp”
have a slice of american pie and be humble
i sting because when i fly, i be bumble
king of the jungle, i walk and trees tumble
so much vision, i look and see double
but nah, i ain’t faded though
i’m just trying to make a show, rapping with a crazy flow
been on my grind, your boy ain’t never lazy bro
and to the haters i say f-m, like radio

[hook]

[verse 2]
i’m moving forward with my master plan
mountain cold flow this an avalanche
they had their chance
all up in my business but they need to b-tt out like sagging pants
g strings or thongs, don’t be thinking wrong
clock been ticking, i’m about to bring the bomb
mean i’m blowing up on my time
i’m type guy to head to booth and just wing a song
wing a song? now that’s a fly track
thought you was fly ‘til you flew by my fly trap
now you’re part of my stats no l’s besides that
all w’s hate to trouble you but i’m like that
every opponent gets dismantled apart
this a broken bike i don’t think they can handle the bars
out of this world i’m on fire like a candle from mars
so you know lights, action and cameras involved
and you’re bound to see me here recording
kicking it so fly, air jordan
these rappers fruity, pear, orange
don’t mess with me that’s a fair warning
they gon feel me from duval to compton
juba, south sudan i do this for all them
i don’t want the nine yards i want all 10
or else i’m here, bald men
no rogaine all they getting is slow pain
no fame, they want beef i’m giving them lo mien
likely to ignite like propane, the flow came dope man
so it might leave nose stains like cocaine

[hook]

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