Lyrics My Old Shit - Linkz Boogz

Ah man Jesus Christ
I need some peace... I need a piece
Linkz Boogie!

From the back blocks to the front of the building
We keep it gully but we never stunt in front of the children
I'm one-hundred but I feel like I could run for a million
I need money, need it now, that's how the fuck I've been feeling
Getting ulcer's from the hunger, I ain't getting any younger
Won't let 'em take me under, got 'em shook like thunder struck
They in my lane? Run 'em over in a Hummer truck
I need them numbers adding up homie, run it up
Not a lot of real ones left, it's only some of us
Don't underestimate, to get you done it could be one of us
Corona guys, we get grimy but we bonafide
Don't wanna see me back to when i was cold inside
Cause shit ain't been the same since my homie died
I don't even wanna rap dogs, all these phony vibes
On the Gram, ain't in the mood to even post shit
Fuck you bums, I'ma just leave you with my old shit

Junction Bully
That sauce talk (Something real quick)
Blood Sweat No tears
Push Lbs, huslte
(Uh) Yea Yea
L. Boogz