Old News Lyrics – My Favorite Color
Singer: My Favorite Color
Title: Old News
Oh man, i’m so hungover
But the show must go on
I ain’t never chased no {?}
I ain’t never say “on god”
I ain’t never seen no stars
But i shoot like “there they are”
{?}, make it make sense
Since a lil’ n****, i was this big
N***** ain’t that, n***** ain’t this
Don’t get me started ’cause i can’t quit
The only {?} notice
That were really hopeless
I’m the only culprit
Plenty dope in my whip
Drive it like it’s stolen
Sneezin’ from the pollen
All the flowers’ growin’
Give ’em to mе while i’m livin’
Still ain’t found a f#ckin’ pot to piss in
There ain’t sh#t to еat in this kitchen
I get my own tape
You either take or don’t, wait, wait
I pay my own rates, i’m losin’ track of what i made
You ain’t real, you a catfish
Believe that
Got me like, “where the f#ck niamh at?”
I just bought your b#tch some kneepads
Wishi-washi, boy, you fox news
Lil’ n**** stuntin’ like i’m tom cruise
Nah n****, i won’t shoot, but my n***** will like {?}
Put a rapper in a bayou
On a head like caillou
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, bounce
Up and down like you do it for the clout
Limbo, pullin’ up, i’m pullin’ out
Nympho, pullin’ up, pullin’ out
’cause i’m out the way
But i’m on the way
I might change the race
I might change the pace
’cause i’m out the way
But i’m on the way
I might change the race
I might change the pace
Like, up, down, down low, solar
Hate me? that’s old news
Like, up, down, down low, solar
Hate me? that’s old news
I ain’t never chase no b#tch
I ain’t never say i’m rich
I ain’t never see my gift
But i rap like, “there it is”
In a black hole full of {?}
And i got dry like geico
When i’m on one, you the psychos
I can see it all with my eyes closed
Homie that clip banana
Runnin’ like logan, i’m with {?}
Think i might just {?} in paris
This country got me embarrassed
Now they see me like i teach
I’m on my way to the beach
You in the {?}
b#tch, i’m greater than i ever been, excellence
How the f#ck did color really make it so relevant?
Diligence, n**** i been pushin’ just to build this sh#t
{?} windows and grass, militance
It’s the first of the month give a krayzie bone, moody
Bet you that i hit then tell her, “leave me ‘lone”
Plug called, yeah, the plug called on my second phone
No heart of gold
Man, n****, i ain’t never home
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, bounce
Up and down like you do it for the clout
Limbo, pullin’ up, i’m pullin’ out
Nympho, pullin’ up, pullin’ out
’cause i’m out the way
But i’m on the way
I might change the race
I might change the pace
’cause i’m out the way
But i’m on the way
I might change the race
I might change the pace
Like, up, down, down low, solar
Hate me? that’s old news
Like, up, down, down low, solar
Hate me? that’s old news
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