Not New To This

Instrumental: 6 God by Drake [First Verse] Why they telling me I can’t do it? When they don’t know a fucking thing They see happiness as something that the money brings And I’m the dummy here that’s fumbling I’m done with this/ me; I’m having none of it Jumping out the thunder still I’m wondering They hear my words but think of me as drunk I mean Nothing I could conjure up would ever pick me up I need something made of substance or I’ll always be kept underneath And as much as I would love to be the one that cuts the leash And lets you open up your minds and wander free I just can’t/ used to think my father could But if he failed then I don’t stand a fucking chance I’m hearing stories of these people past their forties Acting borderline mature and boy this shit’s just getting boring So I’m calling just to call out this moronic kinda BS And alleviate this stress/ I’m going all in ‘til I’ve poured it out [Hook: Drake] I’m not new to this Coming from the motherfucking 6 side I’m not new to this Niggas wouldn’t make it on this side I’m not new to this I’m not new I’m not new [Second Verse] Lord knows He knows it better than you ever could I’m feeling so unsettled If you knew me well you’d know for sure I never would attack you out of hate In fact I feel I have to say I wrote this out of love I’m only stepping foot in these territories Simply ‘cause I’m sick of hearing everybody Peddling their beefs and their opinions Every second always talking him and her And he did this and he got that and she got this and he knows her You react in such a way that’s so confusing to me ‘Cause I grew up with you in my head as someone to look up to Now I’m losing you/ believe me when I say I feel so stupid Who could look up to some people hooked on beef And just gossiping and frolicking in politics And all of it’s just knocking on my head This shit’s a problem So I’m shooting just to hook you in And help you out before I snap and have to look towards the hookah Temper rising ‘cause I’m trapped inside this pressure cooker Surrounded by these people I should break my neck to look up to But every time I look up I don’t see a thing So only place to look now is look down And look at all these overgrown children Hold in my emotion with an overdose building Sober up and hoping for a colder soul Still sit holding onto hope although I know it won’t kill this Bullshit so I’m diving in this pool and going comatose Ill shit/ my anger’s got this pen in my hand Penning this banger as penance for any disrespect I may have sent your way Let me reassess my manners But this ain’t no apology I just feel uncomfortable I’m airing out my family but still I feel I need to do it Just to get this off my chest I’m mad but see I love you still I fucking will until my end I’ll punch your grill from time to time In the hope I let you know just how I fucking feel Throw dirt on my state of mind/ no doubt it’s messy Give a shout to Messi/ put me on this beat to beat it down And show how deadly I can get if you were to ever send a hint That you’d go out your way to just go disrespect me ‘Cause I can be as disrespectful as Fifty dissing Game and Buck Or Shady taking ladies and their babies And explaining how his chainsaw’s gonna wake ‘em up It’s crazy how I use to be Now usually I straight up question anyone that says some shit That’s news to me/ I’ve grown up/ still see the world as beautiful But thing is now I just don’t act as beautifully And I feel like friend or fam I’ll end it now This is who I grew into/ who gives a shit? You knew me then/ try know me now I hold my sound in ‘til I spit Then I’m back to laying low I’ll show you how You get close You sit back Don’t get close Then next step – stay mellow And then what? You get fucking used to me Ha…