The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
Attention everyone, I'm 'bout to go wild
New fresh flow with an old school style
Spit bars that are hot, never coming in mild
And I got more drip than the river of the Nile
I am so fly, I cannot lie
Stacking that cash, I'm just that kind of guy
I don't know why, she on my line
I'm mentioned to shine when they checkin' my vibe
I let my money do the talking, that's what my bucks for
I see you with yo girl she can't handle much more
Why you always gotta smoke by the front door
Your face is looking stoned like Mount Rushmore
I hopped out the whip and my fit look perfect
The old school style is what I'm serving
Bad little bitch and she wanted to curve me
Now we in the whip and we hit the town swerving
The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
Amani - Takeback Lyrics
Amani - Takeback Lyrics
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The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
Attention everyone, I'm 'bout to go wild
New fresh flow with an old school style
Spit bars that are hot, never coming in mild
And I got more drip than the river of the Nile
I am so fly, I cannot lie
Stacking that cash, I'm just that kind of guy
I don't know why, she on my line
I'm mentioned to shine when they checkin' my vibe
I let my money do the talking, that's what my bucks for
I see you with yo girl she can't handle much more
Why you always gotta smoke by the front door
Your face is looking stoned like Mount Rushmore
I hopped out the whip and my fit look perfect
The old school style is what I'm serving
Bad little bitch and she wanted to curve me
Now we in the whip and we hit the town swerving
The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
Attention everyone, I'm 'bout to go wild
New fresh flow with an old school style
Spit bars that are hot, never coming in mild
And I got more drip than the river of the Nile
I am so fly, I cannot lie
Stacking that cash, I'm just that kind of guy
I don't know why, she on my line
I'm mentioned to shine when they checkin' my vibe
I let my money do the talking, that's what my bucks for
I see you with yo girl she can't handle much more
Why you always gotta smoke by the front door
Your face is looking stoned like Mount Rushmore
I hopped out the whip and my fit look perfect
The old school style is what I'm serving
Bad little bitch and she wanted to curve me
Now we in the whip and we hit the town swerving
The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
The old me is dead there is no need to go way back
I am on the rise while all these rappers stay whack
Farmers on the grind, they be making hay stacks
I gave myself to the world and now it's time to take back
Writer: Isaac Newman
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid