Ybn Cordae - Old ni**as lyrics

Uh, old n***as and new n***as, now what’s the difference? All in the same boat in a stuck position So when an old n***a talkin’ I don’t f**in’ listen They don’t know every day we make tough decisions It seems though we is at a generational gap Which bring conversation and a statement in fact We can agree none of us is ‘posed to make it in rap I understand both sides, let me break it in half Let’s take it back when hip hop originated And old n***as said it was wack, they couldn’t take it And called it a little trend, said it wouldn’t last Now it’s the number one genre as the time pa**ed Young n***as won’t listen and we know it But old n***as always talk and never show it You gotta practice what you preach and the cla**es that you teach Will eventually listen, my mind mentally prison, uh Lately all my idols they been failin’ me Catchin’ s**ual a**aults and some felonies Then you want me to listen what you tellin’ me And wanna hate when we sing our little melodies And other idols they be broke, get your funds in order And Kanye West is a Trump supporter Then we got R. Kelly and Bill Cosby Who still probably got lil girls in the Hills lobby And these supposed to be our heros? negro please Old n***as unreliable like D-Rose knees Only man I can trust is G-O-D Not to mention Mos Def and Talib Kweli Now I get it, y’all think new n***as really s** And white kids f**in’ love it, lil silly ducks But I know it’s a lot of bullsh** goin’ on, I understand But please don’t complain without a plan. Ironically I wrote this whole song off a xan, nah I’m playin’ I’m just tryna be a f**in’ man We see you old n***as as a lot of clowns Not to mention our father figures was not around So we all on tours and we hoppin’ towns We just need to sit down and find common ground And it’s soon to come, soon to come Hip hop need balance like the moon and sun It feel good when I wear Christian Louboutins So I gotta drop music to accrue some funds And I get it, that’s the mindset that’s k**in’ the rhyme-fest But feedin’ our families, lowering the crime yet You want us to be separate and make a contest Rappin’ to stay up out the streets, shouldn’t mind that Stayin’ out of prison and we sayin’ f**k the system man Rappin’ is an outlet to go and get our dividends Rather than out robbin’ n***as, sellin’ Ritalin Old n***as bitter, y’all should love it when a n***a win ‘Cause we came from the same struggle like Diddy and Dame Russell Was teachin’ and gained hustle, got rich, remained subtle See I listen, see I listen versuri-lyrics.info But Lil Dae-Dae wore the weapon in the kitchen Ready to flip a pack and bring it back, no submission Gotta just go attack Lil Pump when you’re dissin’ I understand both sides of the Ziploc Y’all old n***as’ time is coming n***a, tick tock I’ma still wear all my Gucci flip-flops And the f**in’ diamond chain with the big rocks And I’ll be the greatest ever n***a, just watch Cardi B got rich from Love & Hip Hoppp.