New Self lyrics

[Intro: Timbaland]
Frikki-frikki-frik
Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frik
C.R.E.A.M.; get the-get the-get the-get the
Get the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollar
D-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill, y'all (Y'all, y'all)

[Verse 1]
Im looking at the sky, that's where I wanna go
Have my own Island, get my own money
Turning over im drowning, you sitting there crying
I'm the only that's grinding, you not even trying (ayye)
I wanna be a rapper, momma don't want me to be a rapper
Cause these n*ggas bе killing, trynna get a billing
Trynna get to a killing, posted up snitchin and drillin
I just gеt to drillin', I don't get to healing, b*tch I got to killing (brr, brr)
n*gga broke my ps4, showed that n*gga out the door (mmm mmm)
Saw that n*gga out the door, you mad caused I f*cked yo sister (heyy)
b*tch I got another baby, go ask if I did or didn't pull out
I had a f*cking shootout, ridin in the Coupes' now (ridin in the Coupes' now)
I saw a man he his name Bob Mobile, the man had a oval (mmm)
He looked me in eyes and said "n*gga kick they stroller"
Man I beat up the mobile, Im on a f*cking struggle (wit a mission)
Come here it's a rubble (Ayye)
Im on secret amount of flows, sike nah I ain't gon play about that sh*t
Cause that sh*t ain't to play about, pull up with them K's out
I got the Mac 12 the mayback, I got poppa gun that gon pop yo brain out
With yo brain out, I got money in my hand now (mmm, heyy)
I feel like im rocking the baby like Russell Westbrook
I hit the door they, it was messbrook (mmm)
Ayy, It might not sound like I not saying words
Might saying sh*t, but I will say sh*t
I ain't gon say sh*t about if you dont say sh*t about me
You say sh*t about me (yeahhh)
Don't say sh*t about someone, if they didn't say about me (mmm)
Imma real scope kill a n*gga, if I dont like them (yeahhhh)
n*ggas come up in my Problems, they be in my business
Imma real n*gga, I dont get trouble
I don't get in trouble, but I'll get in trouble
I got locked up this year, I got in trouble
Came from a n*gga, came from a trigger (yeaaa)
Im about to pull trigger, on my old n*gga (old homie)
Ayy, f*ck Norfolk County, f*ck all them n*ggas
b*tches trynna f*ck, n*ggas trynna kill (mmm hmm)
They murder n*ggas, Ain't sh*t to play bout
Walk out my wit my bae now, pull up wit them K's out
I get the loot, got a big pack, got a rig rack
Got big stacks, talking all that sh*t rapping ain't about that (yeaa)
n*ggas talk the sh*t behind yo back mane, ain't no rap sh*t
[Interlude]
f*ck all that rap sh*t (yuhh)
Me vs me, self vs self
Who gon win?, my old devil wasn't help
The new me is spiritual, old me is the devil
The drama was no rebil, trynna find my new self i got some trouble (mmm)
I think f*ckin lock it, I think I f*cking pop it, I got to rob it

[Verse 2]
I got a new girl, I got a new queen
I ain't gon call her a b*tch that's disrespectful
n*ggas be calling b*tches, b-b-b-b*tches
You f*ck the f*cking trigger, dont you ever pull the trigger on me
I'll take yo life, take it right (mmmm)
n*ggas trynna take my f*cking life (yuhhh), compermize
Couple n*ggas, ayy, get a life
I swear to god imma take yo f*cking life
I wanna go up to heaven to meet my brother man
Never met him brother him before, he died two years before I was born man (mmm)
Im Rocking a baby, I want a baby on the way
I might got a baby on the way
n*ggas talking sh*t about n*ggas, they start (mmm hmm)
My n*ggas get some way, don't you understand the sh*t that I been through for you
n*ggas get the fruit, did it for you

(Outro)
Do you wanna shoot?
This sh*t got me on that stupid sh*t