NOLA

Nola, Nola, Nola, Nola

Nola, Nola

Got **** askin' for the old me, but they ain't know me

We wasn't homies

Four walls couldn't hold me

Nann **** could control me

Everything that I ever did, I did it boldly

If I didn't think it was for me

They'll never make you a thug

And then it's fuck you like a hoe, ****

Anyway you want it, don't give a damn, we could go ****

Killin' everything in my way

No play, play, I'ma go and get 'em

Lost some **** at the one

That I ended up and they won't miss you

Family and friends gon' miss you

Y'all don't really want that, ****

Haul off, I just slap ****

Don't need a reason, I'm mad, ****

Ayy, ayy, I'm wild ****

If I don't know you, I don't smile with you

If you ain't walk a mile in my shoes

I ain't seen you shootin' in the gym, ****

Singin' never made me soft, ****

Never confuse me for them ****

I ain't never ran from nobody

'Cause I ain't never ran into a **** who put fear in me

Ten toes down, no backin' down until you feelin' me

You don't wanna pull a hit, he got somethin' that can clear this straight

I'm from the Nola, Nola, Nola, Nola

Where **** murda, murda, murda, murda

I know you heard, you heard, you heard, you heard of

Them **** from the boot they shoot, they shoot you

Want me to go back to the felonies and the cases

Strip club gettin' fake love from the he's with the ass, be basic

Studio gettin' fucked up, on the Ciroc, no chasers

Poppin' me about two-four, six-eight Percs to the face then

Couple Xans just to turn it down

Walkin' 'round lookin' dumbfound

Lookin' for something to take down

Really don't matter, I'm numb now

Nothin' to stop me from runnin' down on a **** (Down, down, down)

Dumpin' rounds at a **** (Dumpin' rounds at a ****)

Locked up with a life sentence

You don't mind, I don't visit

You rockin' T-shirt saying "Free Aug'"

The judge still ain't gon' listen

You **** still wishin' for the old me to go down, you Ghetto

It's gon' be Hell on Earth, when you see that a **** don't care about shit

And I go off the deep end

With AK and just air out shit

Is that what you want?

Is that what you want? (Yeah)

So you can turn up (Turn up)

When I put out a new song (New song)

So when I fuck up

Documentary on Lifetime

Sayin' that I was a mad man, caught up in the lifestyle

If you knew the old me like my friend

You would tell me what they say

Keep changin', we don't want him

Keep that guy in your past

(I said we don't want that)

Progress is a process

(We don't want you to relapse)

The young **** want the old thing back

Young **** from the Nola, Nola, Nola

Honestly, I don't want that

Oh, he murda, murda, murda