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letra de old ways - joshua morata

[verse 1]
i’ll try and be an honest person for a minute now
these dudes from back home ask me how i do it now
they see me reppin’ other cities but they know i keep real with them, understand that i never changed
stuck in the air for 17 hours for a month from my girl
listenin’ to kanye from ’08
this i know for sure, that i got plenty to lose, plenty to lose
they all turn their heads when they see me
they’ve never heard a stranger like me
must’ve been all that adderall
mixed with the plane wine
that the stewardess offered me during lunchtime
i’ve been awake for 30 d-mn hours
waiting for this b-tch to land on the tarmac
now that i’m here, i can finally let loose
open air, no snare, change this f-ckin’ beat

[bridge]
perfect!
!tcefrep

[verse 2]
i’ve been keeping it quiet for a while now
i hear all around me saying that i’m old news
i did a couple yearly shows at the bonfire
still, it’s not enough for at least an applause
well i’m back, for one more chance to be famous
get the f-ck out my throne b-tch, it’s mine, yeah i claimed it
back when ʎzzi dropped a couple bars with me
when me and oʇo˥ were k!llin’ it
and i got to save you with ᴉɹɐɯɐlɐʞ
f-ck the peace, everybody wanna diss me
f-ck the love if no one is down to show me
f-ck the clouds, got no time for that energy
and f-ck my thoughts, sh-t’s a mistake from the beginning
i’m reppin’ manila like it’s h-ll
got the lord on my chain, got the dreams that i’ll never sell
rappin’ ’bout a bi b-tch that don’t even want me
singin’ ’bout a new chick, she ‘gon be my wifey
dreamin’ ’bout that paycheck after we go tourin’
sɐƃƃᴉu puɐ sʞuᴉɥɔ ʎoqɟlɐh reigning all the after-parties
we’ll be settin’ the f-ckin’ world on fire like it’s the 12 of the 20

[pre-hook]
it’s f-cking hot in here
cause we setting the world on fire
like it’s the 12 of the 20
and now you feel me

[hook]
we’re going back to our old ways;
and we will never be the same
wishin’ back when we were young
without pain or shame
i pray to god you hear my pleading
i don’t wanna fail now
we’re going back to our old ways with the brand new sound

[verse 3]
now once upon a time, i was 5 years old, singin’ at my mama’s birthday party, such a long time ago
now i’m grown, i’m 5 foot 7, i don’t f-ckin’ know
rappin’ ’bout the things i want, singin’ everywhere i go
i could f-ck your b-tch tonight, or i could just play it cool
i don’t wanna start no trouble
’cause you know i’m not that kind of dude
i wanna make it, so help me god i wanna make it
don’t wanna fake it, so many motherf-ckers wanna doubt me and my dreams
well f-ck you and your hype
f-ck your popularity, f-ck your self-esteem and f-ck your clarity
i’m doin’ this for me
i’m doing for my girl, for my folks, for my zzzʎoqɟlɐh
listen, boys, imma give you some good advice
’cause lord knows you f-ckin’ need it
think twice, before you take the chance
because the dream will never last
and if you don’t believe me, talk to god
godd-mn i’m goin’ back to my old ways

- joshua morata

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