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作曲 : August Alsina/Ralph Jeanty/Sean McMillion/Kyle Michael Stephon Morton
作词 : August Alsina/Ralph Jeanty/Sean McMillion/Kyle Michael Stephon Morton
Yeah
Oh, oh
Yeah
Oh, oh
NOLA, NOLA, NOLA, NOLA
Got niggas askin' for the old me but they ain't know me
Ayy
NOLA, NOLA, ayy
Lame nigga can't control me
You wouldn't own this
Four walls couldn't hold me
Everything that I ever did, I did it boldly
If I didn't think it was for me
And then it's fxck you like a old nigga
They'll never make you a thug
No play, play, I'ma go get 'em
Anyway you want it, don't give a damn, we could go nigga
Lost some niggas at the one
Then I leave it up and they won't miss you
Killin' everything in my way
Haul off, I just slap niggas
Y'all don't really want that nigga
Ayy, ayy, I'm wild nigga
If I don't know you, I don't smile with you
Don't need a reason, I'm mad, niggas
If you ain't walk a mile in my shoes
Never confuse me for them niggas
I ain't seen you shootin' in the gym, nigga
Singin' never made me soft, nigga
I ain't never ran from nobody
'Cause I ain't never ran into a nigga who could feel me
You don't wanna pull a hit, he got somethin' that can clear this straight
Ten toes down, no backin' down until you feelin' me
I'm from the NOLA, NOLA, NOLA, NOLA
I know you heard, you heard, you heard, you heard of
Where niggas murda, murda, murda, murda
Them niggas from the boot they shoot, they shoot you
Want me to go back to the felonies and the cases (Yeah)
Strip club gettin' fake love from the hoe with the ass, be basic (Yeah)
Studio gettin' fxcked up, on the Ciroc, no chasin' (Yeah)
Poppin' Xans just to turn it down
Poppin' me about two-four, six-eight Percs to the face then (Oh)
Walking 'round lookin' dumbfound
Really don't matter, I'm numb now
Lookin' for something to take down
Locked up with a life sentence
Dumping rounds at a nigga
Nothin' in the stomach from runnin' down
You niggas still wishin' for the old me to go down, you Ghetto
You don't mind, I don't visit
The judge still ain't gon' listen
You rockin' T-shirt saying "Free Aug'"
It's gon' be Hell on Earth, when you see that a nigga don't care about shit
With AK and just air out shit
Is that what you want?
And I go off the deep end
Is that what you want? (Yeah)
When I put out a new song (New song)
So you can turn up (Turn up)
Documentary on lifetime
So when I fxck up
If you knew the old me like my friend
You would tell me what they say
Sayin' that I was a mad man, caught up in the lifestyle
Keep that guy in your past
(I said we don't want that)
Keep changin', we don't want him
Progress is a process
We don't want you to relapse
The young niggas want the old thing back
Honestly I don't want that
Young nigga from the NOLA, NOLA, NOLA, NOLA
Oh he murda, murda, murda, murda
