EROC x Matt Narks - Old Thing Back lyrics

(Hook: eROC) She want that old thing back She want that old thing back She want that old thing back And I'mm give it to ya, give it to ya She want that old thing back She want that old thing back She want that old thing back And I'mm give it to ya, give it to ya (Verse: eROC) Now the sun don't shine forever But as long as it's here then we made as well shine together Hip-hop forever, you never seen a hotter fella since '03 Roc-A-Fella Man what you know about making 50 beats a week 50 grand to pop, none of that for lease Narks need a leash cause that n***a a beast Come summertime we flooding up the streets n***as for slave for that income no outcome How you got a platnum wrist with gold albums? Baby girl asked me "When you getting signed?" But I don't need no deal, I'll do it without one (Bridge: eROC) She don't feel they vibes no more She don't no tingle in the spot no more She don't feel no soul in they beats no more So she don't wanna hear that weak sh** no moore (Hook) (Verse: Matt Narks) My, first, album, had no guest appearances The outcome, I'm crowned the best lyricist My mindset militant, You know that i'm k**ing it I know you feeling this, I'm high as the ceiling is She said "Narks I don't need trap, I need that real sh**" Told her "Baby girl, don't worry, you gon' feel this" Whole team stunting, we busing just like a field trip Me and eROC about to hit the k** switch Running tracks, my track pants Adidas Finally realized that the rap game need us Now the youngin' gotta big head like a fetus And I multiplied my bread like Jesus Fishes and loathes, my whole team itching to blow You living to die, I'm living to grow Roll with me, switching the flow Old Biggie, kick in the door Old Diddy, take em back, I'ma give em the soul And tell em East coast back Man these lines so easy these, free throw raps I don't need your daps, I just speak those facts Rather count blessing, nah I don't need those stats Who i'm kidding I need Migo raps But I ain't spitting Migo raps I just eat on tracks Now the old heads feeling it, youngings gon' be stealing it Either way, you gon' get this work, like a syllabus (Hook)