New Levels New Devils

Yeah

So, b*tch, I'ma give you my all and you still gon' walk away?

Man, I'm so sick of being around these fake ass n*ggas (Winners Circle)

When we used to steal out the store, you went home, devil

It's Worl

At the bottom looking up, the top feeling closer

Remember the times we used to steal out Krogers

Can't drive that Phantom, boy, without the chauffeur

Stayed down and I really showed 'em, yeah

New levels, new devils

Rosary, new bezels

B*tch treat me like treasures

I never made you feel special

Yeah, new levels, new devils

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Tryna provide for my daughter and 'dem (For my daughter and 'dem)

These n*ggas fake, I see the flaw in them, yeah (I see the flaw in them)

Straight shooter with that raw and 'dem, woo (With that raw and 'dem)

Amiri jeans, I got them blues in here, yeah (I got them blues in here)

It's blood in my eyes (Blood), I can barely see (I can barely see)

N*gga, look me in my face when you greet a G (When you see a G)

Packs on back street (Yeah), backend count last week (No cap)

I'm a hustler for real, no Cassidy (No Cassidy)

Them n*ggas tried you like a b*tch, the audacity (The audacity)

No cap, on 808s, I give y'all half of me (I give you half of me)

I drop the top in my lane, ain't no passin' me (Yeah, yeah)

At the bottom looking up, the top feeling closer

Remember the times we used to steal out Krogers

Can't drive that Phantom, boy, without the chauffeur

Stayed down and I really showed 'em, yeah

New levels, new devils

Rosary, new bezels

B*tch treat me like treasures

I never made you feel special

Yeah, new levels, new devils

Yeah, yeah, yeah

You know me, certified, n*gga, all I slang is crack (Crack)

Doors off the Jeep, me and Skinny on the ave (Skinny)

Went back to the 3 (Woah), yeah, we kill a rat (4 Seasons)

I'ma feed the whole 4 with this rap, that's a fact (Yeah)

Free my homeboy Crack, got Glock cocked in the back (Nah)

Put 4 Seasons on my back, that sh*t you talk all cap (Cap)

Might just pop at your cap, I'm talkin' letter with the caps (Cap)

Ratchet ho with me lookin' like B.A.P.S. (No cap), okay (No cap)

Them n*ggas tried you like a b*tch, the audacity

No cap, on 808s, I give y'all half of me

I drop the top in my lane, ain't no passin' me (Yeah, yeah)

At the bottom looking up, the top feeling closer

Remember the times we used to steal out Krogers

Can't drive that Phantom, boy, without the chauffeur

Stayed down and I really showed 'em, yeah

New levels, new devils

Rosary, new bezels

B*tch treat me like treasures

I never made you feel special

Yeah, new levels, new devils

Yeah, yeah, yeah