Wale – New Balances Lyrics

Wale New Balances Lyrics, New Balances Lyrics by Wale

They ain’t want me here
Fuck it, I’m back though
And with so many, so many rap flow
Toe-to-toe with the mic
I ain’t Mike like
And you whole n***** looking like Glass Joe

There’s a whole in my heart for my lasso
There’s a whole in the wallet right after
Every lyric I wrote is her caption

When we broke up
She posted her cash app (Yeah)
She could have had me for it (Pussy)
Sweet like Pepsi Cola (Yuh)

I play but I’m not no toy
She need flavor
I’m no La Croix

IRS keep calling
Count my racks
I don’t record it
Fame ain’t like you know
Pay these taxes and these lawyers (Yeah)

N**** this Prada from 26
Desire for money is something else
Phylicia Rashad is a lucky woman

It’s hard working with the funny bills
Authentic never counterfeit
Count it out til there’s calluses

OGs flipping old money
Same rules, city, newer balances

Yeah
They don’t like it, but fuck it
I’m back
Cookies, I’m back
I got no time to be mad
I got no time to be tied up in feelings
I got to reup, you got to relax

I got to be classy
I’ve been distant
I’ve been chillin’
Don’t ask me how I’m feelin’
I’m as good as I’m gon’ be

Checkin’ census, n***** won’t even see me
Tryin’ be nosey
And really be one deep
And really get no sleep
And there really be women that tell me they need me
But don’t even know me

The shit can get O-D
So I’m looking at the game funny
Like I’m in the nose bleed

I’m a leader
I’m mad
You trip with bitches
That’ll feed me in bed
It’s different n****, I can can speak to their soul
The pussy wetter when it ain’t for a pad
Well how would you know?
We stuck to the code
I ain’t be switchin’ I be good when it slow
Y’all don’t hear me when the numbers is low
You make a hit
And a n**** smother your phone
I try to big bro ya

Hola
I’m in Miami
The toes out
Shout out to Zoey, the zoes out
Bam Adebayo on courtside
Bag on me, I’m really Yoruba
I’m really royalty, I’m of important
Free agent, I rock what I want, right
Salehe, he just got me the orange ones, uh, yeah

Authentic never counterfeit
When it’s God-given
Are you elevated or these Satan n***** want you down with them?

Pray for them, they embarasing
I stay loyal
I got old runners
OG checks, new balances
Yeah
Same old city, newer balances
Way more checks, new balances (Yeah)