NEW WORLD OLD MONEY (Feat. Era Wadi)

Yo, listen, homie Listen, homie Listen, homie Verse 1 Listen, homie, this the mission: Make sure we no longer up in the kitchen Munchin' fried baloney, government cheese, paper plates White rice covered with beans with tea on the side Listen, homie, this the mission: Make sure the lights work when we switch 'em whiter, white or lukewarm Not a wordsmith, could book tour, write hooks for Abrams over Luke's score Listen, homie, this the mission: From back, back in the kitchen Mom and Daddy penny pinchin' Car need a new ignition, and brake pads in the back Back by any means, a motherfucker get it Seen you in your dream of glory and grandeur Better get your answers before they can stop us The glove grease nicely for the palm of your handler Sleepin' in the moment and forgettin' who big pap' is Pre-Chorus Speak with candor, remind your manners New world old money, the dope got endless Too cold to stand around and answer Don't grow, no show, too cold Costanza Too cold Costanza, too cold Costanza Don't grow, don't show, too cold Costanza Cold Costanza, too cold Costanza Too cold Chorus New world, old money New world, old money Verse 2 Let me get lost in my headspace Queen took the King to the boards, yelling checkmate Clyde is the best mate, cut from the cuff link off of the coffin Laugh if they cuff me Let me get my head back, pullin' out the weave If they shootin' heads then protect the legacy We ain't never sleep, we been workin' here for weeks Weeks turn months, months to years, I see the enemy But amongst your fear, I see flight on a reflex Red dye high in the sky, well, the chief next Teach a pilot how to fly a yacht, getting sea legs 'Round the world if you got the guap, Millions of people, billions of dollars and wealth Fell asleep at the wheel, good thing the car drive itself Spiteful cycles are bad for the kind of wealth Now we know how grandmama felt Pre-Chorus Speak with candor, remind your manners New world old money, the dope got endless Too cold to stand around and answer Don't grow, no show, too cold Costanza Too cold Costanza, too cold Costanza Don't grow, don't show, too cold Costanza Cold Costanza, too cold Costanza Too cold Chorus New world, old money New world, old money