Lyrics Old Ways - Young Dolph
(Let
the
bandplay)
(Ayo,
bandplay)
Drinkin'
Ace
of
spades,
no
Rosé,
ayy
Celebratin'
with
the
gang,
bring
a
whole
case
(what's
today?)
Every
day
my
birthday,
I
just
want
some
more
cake
(yeah,
yeah)
Used
to
have
a
plug
in
San
José
(yeah)
First
thing
that
he
asked
me
"so,
what's
your
name?"
(yeah)
Money
hungry,
young
and
dumb,
ain't
got
no
brain
(yeah)
On
the
e-way
in
somethin'
fast,
foot
to
the
floor,
man
(yoom)
Damn,
that
pussy
good,
I
wanna
give
her
my
last
name
(hol'
up)
Then
I
had
my
lil'
boy,
that
shit
changed
my
whole
world
(tre
Tre)
A
couple
of
years
later
(what?),
now
here
come
my
lil'
girl
(aria)
I
don't
work
for
mysеlf
no
more,
I
work
for
them,
respеct
it
(yeah)
Everythin'
in
my
past,
that's
my
passion,
I
can't
help
it
(yeah)
I
love
my
baby
mama
to
death,
but
she
don't
trust
me
(goddamn)
I
asked
her
would
she
marry
me,
she
didn't
say
nothin'
(goddamn)
I'm
sorry,
baby,
I
can
only
be
me,
a
hustler
(goddamn)
Trap
nigga,
but
my
household
look
like
the
huxtables
(yeah,
yeah)
She
think
that
I'm
still
stuck
in
my
old
ways
(uh)
Goddamn,
I
love
the
trap,
I
miss
the
old
days
(uh)
Ridin'
around
in
the
Ponyville
with
my
throwaway
(uh)
Now
I
just
make
millions,
might
listen
to
some
o'jays
(hol'
up,
hol'
up
baby)
Hol'
up,
right,
quick,
let
me
straighten
up
my
ring
This
motherfucker
kinda
big,
you
know?
(Ayo,
bandplay)
I
don't
play
with
these
lil'
niggas,
I
got
kids
at
home
(uh-uh)
My
bitch
always
get
mad
at
me
when
I'm
gone
too
long
Ayy,
came
outside
today
with
all
these
rocks
on
(rocks)
Feel
my
shit
in
they
soul,
like
a
'pac
song
(oof)
That's
an
investment,
not
an
ordinary
watch
on
(hey,
hey)
Keep
some
bam-bam
bad
rocks
on
(rocks)
Told
my
bitch
I
know
I'm
a
dog,
so,
nah,
you
not
wrong
(nah)
I'm
just
runnin'
streets
with
my
dawgs
when
I'm
not
home
(yeah)
Skinny
nigga,
bankroll
chubby
(yeah)
Ain't
nobody
gon'
love
me
the
way
you
love
me
(yeah,
yeah)
I
'posed
to
be
still
on
the
block,
thuggin'
(yeah,
yeah)
Girl,
I'm
on
your
ass,
just
like
some
huggies
(like
some
huggies)
Uh-huh
I
love
my
baby
mama
to
death,
but
she
don't
trust
me
(goddamn)
I
asked
her
would
she
marry
me,
she
didn't
say
nothin'
(goddamn)
I'm
sorry,
baby,
I
can
only
be
me,
a
hustler
(goddamn)
Trap
nigga,
but
my
household
look
like
the
huxtables
(yeah,
yeah)
She
think
that
I'm
still
stuck
in
my
old
ways
(uh)
Goddamn,
I
love
the
trap,
I
miss
the
old
days
(uh)
Ridin'
around
in
the
ponyville
with
my
throwaway
(uh)
Now
I
just
make
millions,
might
listen
to
some
o'jays
(yeah)
1 Love For The Streets
2 Blind Fold
3 Woah
4 Uh Uh
5 Thats How
6 Old Ways
7 Roster
8 Smoke My Weed
9 Always
10 Beep Beep
11 Hall of Fame
12 Infatuated With Drugs
13 Get Away
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