Lyrics Old Wayz - Scvrr

I'm down with whatever since 03
Just don't turn me back or ill o.d
Know niggas who got it and owe me
But ill get it back I'm a O.G
I mean what i say and i say what i mean
I told you Lil niggas you outta my league
You know I don't play when it come to my cream
You know I'm a slave when it come to my dream
Tell mama i got her, and she understood
I'm worth every dollar till I'm living good
I'm stacking my comma's
I'm dreaming designer
Don't make go back to the old days
You gone make me go back to my old ways
My niggas be packing that always
I keep me a strap and a throw away

We loading the choppa and letting it snitch
If its pointing at you, better hope that it glitch
Cause if I'm a shoot...
I'm not gone miss
Got some for you
And who ever you with
My nigga's know that I'm a savage
That pump on ya back make you back flip
Red beam make you stop with no traffic
Don't come after me you no ad-lib
Throw me in a cage... that's what they want
I'm like G-UNIT Ill teach you to stunt
Designer my dreams... cant wait till i flaunt
My new foreign V with the trunk in the front
I'm dreaming Bugatti's some Mazzi's and shows
My bitch know if ever I make it and blow
I gotta leave...
I gotta go
Cause I wont my keep my dick inside my clothes
I keep it real...
Keep it up with no lies
I'm tryna stack presidents who not alive
Ill be back for you...
If you by my side
Its whatever to me...
If you not gonna ride
I'm on the road... I got some goals
Just hope when I wake what i'm dreaming unfold
Hop out the Rari... like where you wanna go?
I'm with whatever... in case you aint know

I'm down with whatever since 03
Just don't turn me back or ill o.d
Know niggas who got it and owe me
But ill get it back I'm a O.G
I mean what i say and i say what i mean
I told you Lil niggas you outta my league
You know I don't play when it come to my cream
You know I'm a slave when it come to my dream
Tell mama i got her, and she understood
I'm worth every dollar till I'm living good
I'm stacking my comma's
I'm dreaming designer
Don't make go back to the old days
You gone make me go back to my old ways
My niggas be packing that always
I keep me a strap and a throw away