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We're gonna go back to our old ways We’re gonna go back to our old ways Here come a rocket outta the sky and it's flying high It's on a mission to make ’em listen and question life Your own decisions and visions of what you think it is Couldn't be different and if it isn't opinion is We're gonna go back to our old ways We're gonna go back to our old ways Here come a rocket outta the sky and it's flying high It's on a mission to make 'em listen and question life Your own decisions and visions of what you think it is Couldn’t be different and if it isn’t opinion is Everybody know we got the blueprint Tried to keep it on the low like a shoe print I wasn't worried ’cause the truth is Even if you got it y'all wouldn't know what to do with it You burnt out, we got the new wick, lit And if you wanna be a big dick about shit I'll keep you burnin like syphilis did You hear that I get ridiculous no Dyrdek No longer rappers your all a bunch of witnesses And also it would appear like different images That while we been runnin the game y’all been runnin scrimmages If y'all don't wanna know then quit askin bout the differences That's how we get em all in they feelings Letras de cancionesIt's amazin how we just keep on cracking through all the ceilings It's a wreckin ball kind of affection I wanna bring em it'll let em know We ain't the muthafuckas that need 'em I don't need no crutches or stable shits to lean on I was entry level bussin laundry like a pee on Focus on my craft until my shit glow like neon While making enough bread To feed my whole team on Belly full rap cats never fooling me Only thing them muther fuckers owning is they jewelry All leased or loaned maybe you rent Not a dime payed to taxes but all of ya money spent Now this reoccurring poverty need you to circumvent popularity split Only worth a half of what you used to get Raps spit at half the heart you used to spit Reality will let you know But people be refusing it, ugh Never jaded square biz at the round table Never related to fake numbers and ego fables This blueprint is blue-chip It stay stable these wack-wack Can not produce they unable The shit is all the same Average like some basic cable And they expect the diehards to still remain faithful The shit is like a mockery Is far to disgraceful But I don't let it bother me I still remain thankful That we'll be doing this a hundred million years or more And every time it will remind you what we do it for My hearts ignited like a rocket And the shit soar over the moon until is smashes you with full force Fresh for 20 infinity you suckas We're gonna go back to our old ways We're gonna go back to our old ways We're gonna go back to our old ways We're gonna go back to our old ways We're gonna go back to our old ways We're gonna go back to our old ways From Letras Mania