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Old Ways Video (MV)




Performed By: AK the Menace
Language: English
Length: 1:41
Written by: Landon Weatherspoon




AK the Menace - Old Ways Lyrics
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Tell me are you with it
Tell me if you bout to shake
If you see an opp
Is you really bout to spray
And if you go down
Would you give us all away
I stand by that code
Up until my dying day
They ain't really with it
I don't care they say
And I don't got a record
Cause I always got away
The walls closing in
And I gotta escape
My past is catching' up
I can't fall back on my old ways
I'm tryna flip a page
I'm tryna make a mil
No fish hook
I can't believe that this is real
They call me Lil Rockout
Cause I get busy with the steel
And ain't no love where I'm from
So, I don't know what's for real
I was just a youngin'
I was totin' on that stone
People speak of violence
As a youngin', I was prone
Jit, you better hold your silence
If you wanna keep your dome
It's a broken home
I'm a big stepper
You know Central Florida raised me
I was fightin' demons
Where them killers and them gangs be
I was on my knees
Prayin' that the Lord will save me
But evil always lurkin'
So, my toolie got no safety
Tell me are you with it
Tell me if you bout to shake
If you see an opp
Is you really bout to spray
And if you go down
Would you give us all away
I stand by that code
Up until my dying day
They ain't really with it
I don't care they say
And I don't got a record
Cause I always got away
The walls closing in
And I gotta escape
My past is catching' up
I can't fall back on my old ways
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Tell me are you with it
Tell me if you bout to shake
If you see an opp
Is you really bout to spray
And if you go down
Would you give us all away
I stand by that code
Up until my dying day
They ain't really with it
I don't care they say
And I don't got a record
Cause I always got away
The walls closing in
And I gotta escape
My past is catching' up
I can't fall back on my old ways
I'm tryna flip a page
I'm tryna make a mil
No fish hook
I can't believe that this is real
They call me Lil Rockout
Cause I get busy with the steel
And ain't no love where I'm from
So, I don't know what's for real
I was just a youngin'
I was totin' on that stone
People speak of violence
As a youngin', I was prone
Jit, you better hold your silence
If you wanna keep your dome
It's a broken home
I'm a big stepper
You know Central Florida raised me
I was fightin' demons
Where them killers and them gangs be
I was on my knees
Prayin' that the Lord will save me
But evil always lurkin'
So, my toolie got no safety
Tell me are you with it
Tell me if you bout to shake
If you see an opp
Is you really bout to spray
And if you go down
Would you give us all away
I stand by that code
Up until my dying day
They ain't really with it
I don't care they say
And I don't got a record
Cause I always got away
The walls closing in
And I gotta escape
My past is catching' up
I can't fall back on my old ways
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Writer: Landon Weatherspoon
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