Kyle - Old Ways lyrics

Your rhymes are going nowhere Like a f**ing ho, with c**aine stuck in her nose hairs 'Oh my God, no, he didn't just go there!' Try to keep from collabing, cause when I drop my verse All you say is 'No fair!' And if your party's about to kick off, then believe me, you're whack You need to go back to 09 and learn how to Rap! You need to take it back, lay it back, and lay it like this Try to portray a track, betray the act and learn how to diss You got a few good lines, but all in all, you're sh** Try to flow like you're pissed, but hell, you just miss! You're like a cracker-jack without a prize inside All I do is sit back and an*lyse your lies I could release a diss track and say that your end is nigh But I'd rather sit back and give you a try Oh my, oh my, back to the old ways Back in my cold days, like talking about living in the carca** of Billie Maze Junior Proof, or Jay Da 5'9 Say the letter J and everyone loses their minds 'Oh my God, he just took a jab at him!' Not I didn't, b**h, I'm not even mad at him If I wanted to diss, well then I'd diss But I don't need that sh** I got something better than this Got the lyrics in my piss and the steam in my jizz Could take another jab, aiming at Shady Fizz All you little brats acting like Shady kids Acting like you're hot, but you're wearing oven mitts All I can say is you're on a leash, like you're Bebe's b**h Tell me, Doc, what's my diagnosis Well sh**, don't tell me again, it's f**ing psychosis And all my business is filled with other people's noses Coming back with another anthem, and everybody knows this Yeah, I made a few albums, but they were like eehhh When I asked for for collabs, people were like 'Nah' But now I'm back, setting the f**ing bar low Put a rap on the game, leave it with a scar, bro! Crash your automotive, it's my motive, if you're talking about that Motto You're getting properly devoted, cause you're talking about Y.O.L.O Oh no, oh no, here we go, here we go, satellite radio Top 10 in the charts and all you can say is 'Bravo' I don't know if you've noticed Or if you got that you're getting evicted notice Can you make like hocus pocus, and just disappear I'm 'bout to lose it and put it right here Leave you dazed and confused, confused and dazed Walk out of the game, just f**ing un-phased Gonna top it off, going back to the old ways In the old days, like feeling the craze to go shoot up a rave Take a hackey-sack to your f**ing face I'm ahead in this game like in a potato sack race 50/50, it's the next big thing!