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New Direction Lyrics - Artist : Jaden Smith
(It's a monster
It's a monster Money, money It's a monster) Pack after pack after pack Tell paparazzi relax I never look for the trap You heard, we already know where it's at Huh, I don't react, I'ma just look at the stacks Uh, uh-uh, why you gotta flex like that? Yeah, I only care about the racks Tryin' to finagle the tax Start a company and look at the facts I'm out the country, they know where I'm at They trying to come for me But know they can't fuck with me We love the way you kill the fashion I hope you know that was just a distraction, nigga Pack after pack after pack Tell paparazzi relax I never look for the trap You heard, we already know where it's at, ok Run for the pack Left with a package, runners are bringing it back, okay And all of these blogs, nigga, I give a fuck what they say I'm back in the place, girl yell at the DJ to back up the bass I'm on the way, room 49, '42 in the safe, yeah Nobody's safe, the packs are laced, say she wanna taste They smashed the guts in my face, but I can roll Backwood again But I'm coming back with the gang like ok Okay, okay, Ayy, I ain't really with the shit Big bag full of pink packs, got a Kit-Kat in the whip, yeah This that new drip, she like the whole clique She need that, she like, "I wish, oh, I wish" I'm in, so stylish I ain't gotta tell what I get Fuck the high, nigga, you a toilet Wait Push packs through the border, move faster Secret space program Main bedroom in the house is called the master They'll never think they on the 'Gram with Think it's time to tell 'em who I am Just so they can fully understand They put a fire on my head Always pick truth, never dead Cups in the air We don't give a fuck send the add' I don't understand Why you got a hundred fifty thousand in your hand nigga wait Ya'll just building castles in the sand nigga wait Flexin' in that Falcon, fuck a Lam' Shit, why you always playin', huh? I drip a wrist, spin up in the ship Way too far with the images Niggas think I'm the new Wiz All these gold bricks I'm skippin' in They think I'm actin' different Just 'cause now I'm trying to flip dividends Gold throne that I'm sittin' in Rose gold, kiss venomous Big drip down in Africa This year, just how I did in Flint I tried to tell 'em Ma They wasn't listening I think it worked to my benefit Only seein' nothin' but the benefits I just pray to God that somebody get a grip They yellin' and tellin' me let 'em live I'm guessing the vision's ahead of 'em |
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