Old Tay lyrics

[Intro]
Huh, ayy, yeah

[Verse 1]
I know it's a lot of people wanna see me win
It's even way more people wanna see me gone
Motherf*ckers like, "Man, we want the old Tay"
sh*t crazy, n*ggas don't like to see you grow
That sh*t give me vibes like n*ggas wanna see you broke
I want shows in forty states, not just in the O
If I really want you dead, you won't see a post
I'm in all black, but you gon' really think you seen a ghost
I'm a grown ass f*ckin' man with two kids
I can't be happy with little money, I need M's
My old-heads ain't never drop dimes, they drop gems
Motivation when I was a kid, pop's drop Benz
If you gang when we shake hands, then wе lock in
I see stars on my whip every time I hop in
Lil' prеtty b*tch from the A, she in my top ten
I don't walk in the club if I don't get the Glock in
I heard my old homie told, guess what? We not friends
We might look alike, but we don't act the same, we not twins
I see dog posting money on the 'Gram, that's not his
What I look like wifin' my man's b*tch? I'm not Fiz

[Chorus]
Why you showin' weird vibes? Let me fall back
Called your phone three times, why you ain't call back?
You can't short me out no money, I need all that
Uh, sh*t ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
Yeah, sh*t ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
Still gettin' to the money, it ain't all bad
Yeah, sh*t ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
You ain't gettin' sh*t on credit, I need all cash
[Verse 2]
Huh, I need everything up front
I know her friends wanna f*ck, I got your man's in a blunt
We just vibin', I wasn't even really plannin' to f*ck
Hit the mall with no budget, I'm just scannin' sh*t up
I am not a wrestler, but I just slammed me a sl*t
On a tour with the guys, pretty fans on the bus
Rob a n*gga, up blick, then he handed it up
Tune play with S9, he was scammin' with us
Huh, I know you don't love me, you don't gotta act for me
I wanna f*ck, you want some money, ain't gotta cap for me
A lot of n*ggas, they be tender, they just actin' P
I ain't trippin' on what you did before or after me
I been had pape', your last n*gga, he was acting cheap
Every time a n*gga wanna play, it's big casualty
I ain't never have no beef that last a week
If you ain't gon' shoot your blick, n*gga, pass to me

[Chorus]
Why you showin' weird vibes? Let me fall back
Called your phone three times, why you ain't call back?
You can't short me out no money, I need all that
Uh, sh*t ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
Yeah, sh*t ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
Still gettin' to the money, it ain't all bad
Yeah, sh*t ain't all good, but it ain't all bad
You ain't gettin' sh*t on credit, I need all cash