Tyga
Tyga - 500 Degrees lyrics
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[Intro:] New year, new year New money, new money My state of mind is something they can never take from me! I seen the friends turn to foes when they need the checks I seen girls turn to hoes when they're needing sex. Yeah, man I need the best! On this road to success, ain't no time for you to guess and rest Or to take a break, there ain't no time to wait When it's a nigga out there trying to take your place. I swear I'm going all the way like the G man The celebrating, party hard on the weekend But right now, I still got a lot of work to do They always tell me…do whatever you can work for you! Bad bitches I had a few! I'm all alone at the top, so you know I got a perfect view! People need to understand that I'm here to stay Have your girl body aching like my name is Clay. My inner circle get smaller every single day Cause people wanna envy when you're hotter than Montego Bay! Ha ha ha nightmares every single day I go do it while these other niggas run away. Nowaday you don't need talent, just to reach success All you need is a fat ass and show the world your breasts Hoes would be hoes, you already know So shout out to the women that will be tricking all across the globe! A lot of people say, “I'll never be nothing! ” Now they got their hands out like need something They'll be like, damn, I always knew you will make it big I told those people they should hop on my fucking dick! Hook: Non new, non new Man, I tell them none new! Young… BBC, Man, you're fucking with the crew! Non new, non new Man, I tell them non new Yeah, I'm about to kill the game And ain't nothing you can do Cause I'm putting on, going strong, Working hard, so at the top I belong! Non new, non new Man, I tell them none new! Young… BBC Man, your're fucking with the crew! Non new, non new! I live my life like a dangerous zone And sweet at night like it's… I put on for the city that I call my home And take shots, sip some Henny when I feel alone. Nothing new, man I swear that's all I do Now they know I'm in the game So they're about to get the blues! And they knew my flow is sick, So they're about to catch the flue And these bitches gimmie brain, till I never had a clue Yeah, Jules, who is you? You ain't nothing, I can see the lies Your flow week, but you got some people by your side! I love my past ways in the ashtray Now I'm trying to be the world's greatest like I'm cash clay! I kill tracks on my bad days When you rap it's like nest and the cash play, you ass nigga! Why do people always act like you live in terror? Why is my only competition the man in the mirror Hook: Non new, non new Man, I tell them none new! Young… BBC, Man, you're fucking with the crew! Non new, non new Man, I tell them non new Yeah, I'm about to kill the game And ain't nothing you can do Cause I'm putting on, going strong, Working hard, so at the top I belong! Non new, non new Man, I tell them none new! Young… BBC Man, your're fucking with the crew! Non new, non new!