Wp drako - Old me Lyrics

Now this ain't Gotham but I beat his ass like Batman I don't give a f*ck I hit him with a frying pan
On his plan thought he was a man but he ain't withstandin' shit When I hit him with a upper hand
Spit bullets in his stand my words like a kickstand They goin' off like some contraband
Got him duckin' in the quake sayin' niggas talkin' crazy I'ma hit him with a blick
Ain't got a chopper I'ma empty out the clip In opposition actin' hazy layin' low
Ain't no trick when the drama gets too thick Silence with another rip reflection showin' crazy
Playin' pro not a stick When the pressure starts to stick ease it with a pill to the lips
Never depended on a script finessin' hard nigga no eclipse
Eyes closed no sips just reality trips Reelin' with the punches no flicks
Got up by the blunts no need for the GPS trips In drama bliss I'm keepin' my grip
Bound to my journey not about a trip In trials I dip through the fortress I flip
In Harry in the story not just about the script Takin' all these drugs hopin' nothin' flips
Burned up on you then I'm f*ckin' your bitch I don't give a f*ck she got them really nice lips
And she has a ass and I know I gotta hit Bitches talkin' crazy they just dissin' on the net
Nigga raise your voice so you can really get this take
Just connect and you show some respect Intellect get you checked
Tryna be smart at the mouth get some bullet through your head