Say i thawt
They was my potnas
Everybody all about ah dollar
Hootin n hollerin
Its problems
N dont wanna solveem
Fake ass love
Aint calling my phone
Get treated like my father
Lord forgive me
I just wanna b alone
I feel that its right
N they knowing
That they wrong
All day long
Im smoking on strong
Chillin wit my kids
As i watchem get grown
Hoe ass niggas
Real tendencies shown
Talking bout they real
And they cover been blown
I just wanna get on
And keep food n my home
Dont b callin my name
Ion know u no moe
They hopin that i break tho
Evryday i move fast
But i take it slow
U never know when death come
Then U gotta go
Its some shit that i know
U would neva know
Im constantly
Fighting these demons
Midnight they screaming
Tryna get even
When karma decieve me
Plz believe me
Im not ah angel
A saint or heathing
I do what is needed
Niggas is greedy
Bitches is needy
Hatas they see me
And get mad
They cant be me
I live wat they seeing on tv
Im eating
See me n person
N dont speak so freely
All on they ig
They speak
Like they seen me
Capping n geeking
N they dont want war
F*ck wat u talking
Lets get to the floor
Shooting n the air
Show u more of whore
Im all about the shits
I grew up n it
Fuk wat u talking
I been authentic
Real niggah till the day i die
And even after niggah
Im still that niggah
The bitches love me
Cause imma cool niggah
I wouldnt born april 1st
But i can
Act ah fool wit ya
Say these niggas mad
Cause i got new figures
And i gt my bitches
And I got my niggas
Ion fuk wit new niggaz
Ion fuk wit new niggaz dawg(rpt4)
What u salty 4
See the hate on they face
When i walk thru door
Conversations short
Fake ass love
When they see me n the store
Im not ya boi
Neva been ya nigga
Wats all the acting 4
Tryna give dap
Ill playem all on the low
Im all about benjis
My enemies
Wont let me get it
They got me up
Under the scope
If u thinking that its sweet
U gon feel that heat
Uppin that pipe
Guranteed Imma blow
I was born n these streets
Wit real ogs
Who knew about smoke
And neva choked
Running wit 4s and the folks
Bangin n slanging
That iron
Was wat i was taught
And neva to snitch
On yo potnas
Keep the shit solid and
If they ask
U dont know
When i was 6
I was servn them stones
Shaking that shit
Whit ah mit n my robe
Momma showed me
How to cook some good dope
The streets
Taught me everything i know
I made room
So i can grow
Everybody talking
But they dont know
The nights i cried
The heart i showed
Use to be warm hearted
Now my shit cold
Kyng Jig - No New Niggaz Lyrics
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Say i thawt
They was my potnas
Everybody all about ah dollar
Hootin n hollerin
Its problems
N dont wanna solveem
Fake ass love
Aint calling my phone
Get treated like my father
Lord forgive me
I just wanna b alone
I feel that its right
N they knowing
That they wrong
All day long
Im smoking on strong
Chillin wit my kids
As i watchem get grown
Hoe ass niggas
Real tendencies shown
Talking bout they real
And they cover been blown
I just wanna get on
And keep food n my home
Dont b callin my name
Ion know u no moe
They hopin that i break tho
Evryday i move fast
But i take it slow
U never know when death come
Then U gotta go
Its some shit that i know
U would neva know
Im constantly
Fighting these demons
Midnight they screaming
Tryna get even
When karma decieve me
Plz believe me
Im not ah angel
A saint or heathing
I do what is needed
Niggas is greedy
Bitches is needy
Hatas they see me
And get mad
They cant be me
I live wat they seeing on tv
Im eating
See me n person
N dont speak so freely
All on they ig
They speak
Like they seen me
Capping n geeking
N they dont want war
F*ck wat u talking
Lets get to the floor
Shooting n the air
Show u more of whore
Im all about the shits
I grew up n it
Fuk wat u talking
I been authentic
Real niggah till the day i die
And even after niggah
Im still that niggah
The bitches love me
Cause imma cool niggah
I wouldnt born april 1st
But i can
Act ah fool wit ya
Say these niggas mad
Cause i got new figures
And i gt my bitches
And I got my niggas
Ion fuk wit new niggaz
Ion fuk wit new niggaz dawg(rpt4)
What u salty 4
See the hate on they face
When i walk thru door
Conversations short
Fake ass love
When they see me n the store
Im not ya boi
Neva been ya nigga
Wats all the acting 4
Tryna give dap
Ill playem all on the low
Im all about benjis
My enemies
Wont let me get it
They got me up
Under the scope
If u thinking that its sweet
U gon feel that heat
Uppin that pipe
Guranteed Imma blow
I was born n these streets
Wit real ogs
Who knew about smoke
And neva choked
Running wit 4s and the folks
Bangin n slanging
That iron
Was wat i was taught
And neva to snitch
On yo potnas
Keep the shit solid and
If they ask
U dont know
When i was 6
I was servn them stones
Shaking that shit
Whit ah mit n my robe
Momma showed me
How to cook some good dope
The streets
Taught me everything i know
I made room
So i can grow
Everybody talking
But they dont know
The nights i cried
The heart i showed
Use to be warm hearted
Now my shit cold
They was my potnas
Everybody all about ah dollar
Hootin n hollerin
Its problems
N dont wanna solveem
Fake ass love
Aint calling my phone
Get treated like my father
Lord forgive me
I just wanna b alone
I feel that its right
N they knowing
That they wrong
All day long
Im smoking on strong
Chillin wit my kids
As i watchem get grown
Hoe ass niggas
Real tendencies shown
Talking bout they real
And they cover been blown
I just wanna get on
And keep food n my home
Dont b callin my name
Ion know u no moe
They hopin that i break tho
Evryday i move fast
But i take it slow
U never know when death come
Then U gotta go
Its some shit that i know
U would neva know
Im constantly
Fighting these demons
Midnight they screaming
Tryna get even
When karma decieve me
Plz believe me
Im not ah angel
A saint or heathing
I do what is needed
Niggas is greedy
Bitches is needy
Hatas they see me
And get mad
They cant be me
I live wat they seeing on tv
Im eating
See me n person
N dont speak so freely
All on they ig
They speak
Like they seen me
Capping n geeking
N they dont want war
F*ck wat u talking
Lets get to the floor
Shooting n the air
Show u more of whore
Im all about the shits
I grew up n it
Fuk wat u talking
I been authentic
Real niggah till the day i die
And even after niggah
Im still that niggah
The bitches love me
Cause imma cool niggah
I wouldnt born april 1st
But i can
Act ah fool wit ya
Say these niggas mad
Cause i got new figures
And i gt my bitches
And I got my niggas
Ion fuk wit new niggaz
Ion fuk wit new niggaz dawg(rpt4)
What u salty 4
See the hate on they face
When i walk thru door
Conversations short
Fake ass love
When they see me n the store
Im not ya boi
Neva been ya nigga
Wats all the acting 4
Tryna give dap
Ill playem all on the low
Im all about benjis
My enemies
Wont let me get it
They got me up
Under the scope
If u thinking that its sweet
U gon feel that heat
Uppin that pipe
Guranteed Imma blow
I was born n these streets
Wit real ogs
Who knew about smoke
And neva choked
Running wit 4s and the folks
Bangin n slanging
That iron
Was wat i was taught
And neva to snitch
On yo potnas
Keep the shit solid and
If they ask
U dont know
When i was 6
I was servn them stones
Shaking that shit
Whit ah mit n my robe
Momma showed me
How to cook some good dope
The streets
Taught me everything i know
I made room
So i can grow
Everybody talking
But they dont know
The nights i cried
The heart i showed
Use to be warm hearted
Now my shit cold
Writer: Michael Smith Jr
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