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August Alsina

NOLA

 

NOLA

(альбом: The Product III: stateofEMERGEncy - 2020)


Nola, Nola, Nola, Nola
Nola, Nola

Got niggas asking for the old me, but they ain't know me
We wasn't homies
Four walls couldn't hold me
Nann nigga could control me
Everything that I ever did, I did it boldly

If I didn't think it was for me
They'll never make you a thug
And then it's fuck you like a hoe, nigga
Anyway you want it, don't give a damn, we could go nigga

Killing everything in my way
No play, play, I'ma go and get 'em
Lost some niggas at the one
That I ended up and they won't miss you
Family and friends gon' miss you
Y'all don't really want that, nigga

Haul off, I just slap niggas
Don't need a reason, I'm mad, niggas
Ayy, ayy, I'm wild niggas
If I don't know you, I don't smile with you
If you ain't walk a mile in my shoes
I ain't seen you shooting in the gym, nigga
Singing never made me soft, nigga
Never confuse me for them niggas

I ain't never ran from nobody
'Cause I ain't never ran into a nigga who put fear in me
Ten toes down, no backing down until you feeling me
You don't wanna pull a hit, he got something that can clear this straight

I'm from the Nola, Nola, Nola, Nola
Where niggas murda, murda, murda, murda
I know you heard, you heard, you heard, you heard of
Them niggas from the boot they shoot, they shoot you

Want me to go back to the felonies and the cases
Strip club getting fake love from the he's with the ass, be basic
Studio getting fucked up, on the Ciroc, no chasers
Popping me about two-four, six-eight Percs to the face then
Couple Xans just to turn it down
Walking 'round looking dumbfound

Looking for something to take down
Really don't matter, I'm numb now
Nothing to stop me from running down on a nigga (Down, down, down)
Dumping rounds at a nigga (Dumping rounds at a nigga)
Locked up with a life sentence
You don't mind, I don't visit

You rocking T-shirt saying "Free Aug'"
The judge still ain't gon' listen
You niggas still wishing for the old me to go down, you Ghetto
It's gon' be Hell on Earth, when you see that a nigga don't care about shit
And I go off the deep end

With AK and just air out shit
Is that what you want?
Is that what you want? (Yeah)
So you can turn up (Turn up)
When I put out a new song (New song)

So when I fuck up
Documentary on Lifetime
Saying that I was a mad man, caught up in the lifestyle
If you knew the old me like my friend
You would tell me what they say

Keep changing, we don't want him
Keep that guy in your past
(I said we don't want that)
Progress is a process
(We don't want you to relapse)
The young niggas want the old thing back

Young nigga from the Nola, Nola, Nola
Honestly, I don't want that
Oh, he murda, murda, murda

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