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letra de da real newbreed - rxknephew

[intro]
(newbreed!)
(yeah, yea!)
(yeah!)

[verse]
back to the same, ain’t nothin’ different
you know who i am, girl, you know what i’m missin’
calm down, girl, i know how you be gettin’
calm down, girl, you know i’m from the trenches
calm down, girl, auntie in the kitchen
bad touchdown, know i’m goin’ to get it
i f-ck with lil’ bae, cause i’m knowin’ she with it
i did it for years, i ain’t changin’ the sh-t
slow it down, baby, i’m makin’ a hit
all of my thoughts, i was broke as a b-tch
first come around, boy, i caught me a fit
auntie happy, them food stamps hit
get out my sleep, i don’t jump me a fifth
and look through the phone, try to find me a l!ck
i don’t make no money, i’m sick as a b-tch
i’m callin’ her, baby, she throwin’ a fit
calm down, baby, you scarin’ a n-gga
bringin’ up who can’t compare to dat n-gga
put his ass in a shirt, they be wearin’ dat n-gga
brody called, like, still sittin’ in dat crib
shе walk in dat kitchen and chef up the hеat
independent like i was in the streets
she’s dirty as h-ll, pretty ass feet
new breed trapper, yeah, dat means
sleep in da track, watchin’ bmf
me and baby, she my bff
she like, what you need? needs you to do your best
she got on my jersey, mention the nets
before i get out the game, i knock out the rest
walk in the gym, just hittin’ my set
she lovin’ me good, baby, hittin’ dat net
it pull me off, i’m resistin’ arrest
i’m knowin’ you got it, dat’s not a option
talkin’ my sh-t, she like, go pop it
go ahead, get it, girl, and don’t stop it
drop my price down and make profit
she actin’ ratchet, but she a goddess
she in the kitchen, look like denny hollins
she in the mirror, thinkin’ she madonna
she roll the gas up with the grinder
[refrain]
back to the same, ain’t nothin’ different
you know who i am, girl, you know what i’m missin’
calm down, girl, i know how you be gettin’
calm down, girl, you know i’m from the trenches
calm down, girl, auntie in the kitchen
bad touchdown, know i’m goin’ to get it
i f-ck with lil’ bae, cause i’m knowin’ she with it
i did it for years, i ain’t changin’ the sh-t
slow it down, baby, i’m makin’ a hit
all of my thoughts, i was broke as a b-tch
first come around, boy, i caught me a fit
auntie happy, them food stamps hit
get out my sleep, i don’t jump me a fifth
and look through the phone, try to find me a l!ck
i don’t make no money, i’m sick as a b-tch
i’m callin’ her, baby, she throwin’ a fit

[outro]
we bringin’ up who can’t compare to dat n-gga
brody carlisle still sittin’ in dat bread
independent like i was in the street
new breed trapper, yeah, dat me (newbreed)
(yeah, yea!)
(you know what i’m missin’)
(you know what i’m gettin’)
(i knowin’ its here)
(yeah, yea, yeah!)
rxk
(yeah)

- rxknephew

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