This is a song about "Ain t nothing new"

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Sneak up on attack

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

You the new clerk? you got a few quirks, but nothing irreversible

Bet i get like 8 of them

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

And you ain't gotta go to war

You don;t thin anymore