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New World (feat. BUBZ) Video (MV)




Performed By: Adam
Language: English
Length: 3:29
Written by: Adam Ogea




Adam - New World (feat. BUBZ) Lyrics




Spending money, faster than I'm making making it
My wrist is Iceland, you can call it Reykjavík
These life changes, I don't know what to make of it
And f*ck that Helen Keller bitch, I know she was faking it
How the f*ck you deaf and blind and you reading?
You ain't fooling me lil bitch, your ass is scheming
I keep a quarter on my neck and my wrist freezing
Think that imma switch up, you should keep dreaming, I'm like

Yuh, I keep it real real, oh yeah that's the deal deal
She always hit my phone asking how I feel
But she in vanish mode, not ideal
You can have my heart, no need to steal

Aye, I mix them Percocets with Ritalin, I'm f*cked up
Top in the morning, smoking clover, got my luck up
I'm in Cleveland like I'm Grover, yeah I'm stuck up
Hit my phone tripping say it's over so I hung up

Then I run up all them bands and shit
I got fans and shit, them drugs is how I manage it
I'm balling super hard, I'm triple double averaging
She say I haven't been myself, no shit bitch, I haven't been

Swear these bitches fake they some mannequins
I'm super high skywalking like I'm Anakin
I'm super high, I'm skywalking into next week
Imma f*ck that emo bitch I just hope her Neck Deep

Ohhh, Ohhhh, I can't let you go
Swear I love you girl, but I can't let it show
Yeah, shoulda known better, yeah I shoulda known
Love bomb and your ticking like a metronome

Got that Iron on my hip in the Maybach
Forgiato rims bumping way back
Diamonds so shiny feeling like a f*cking spaceship
Counting all my bands and they thinking I'm Arabic
Audemar time piece, pink diamonds in the face kit
Dressed in all black so they thinking I'm a racist
Shopping at Gucci while your shopping at Payless
YSL bag with the red bottom AF's, yeah

Ohhh, Ohhh, I can't trust no hoe
Sucking dick in the club for Don Julio
She wanna be with me, that's a no go
She only want me cause I'm stacking bankroll

Had to let go of my past that shit was haunting me
And now I feel like Yachty smoking up this broccoli
Oh that's your girl? Then why the hell she topping me
I know I don't mean shit to you but that shit meant a lot to me

Now my, money's different colors like Monopoly
And its funny, I remember she was stalking me
My life's crazy, I've been through shit you would not believe
I'm on my Bill Cosby shit lil bitch, ain't nobody stopping me
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Spending money, faster than I'm making making it
My wrist is Iceland, you can call it Reykjavík
These life changes, I don't know what to make of it
And f*ck that Helen Keller bitch, I know she was faking it
How the f*ck you deaf and blind and you reading?
You ain't fooling me lil bitch, your ass is scheming
I keep a quarter on my neck and my wrist freezing
Think that imma switch up, you should keep dreaming, I'm like

Yuh, I keep it real real, oh yeah that's the deal deal
She always hit my phone asking how I feel
But she in vanish mode, not ideal
You can have my heart, no need to steal

Aye, I mix them Percocets with Ritalin, I'm f*cked up
Top in the morning, smoking clover, got my luck up
I'm in Cleveland like I'm Grover, yeah I'm stuck up
Hit my phone tripping say it's over so I hung up

Then I run up all them bands and shit
I got fans and shit, them drugs is how I manage it
I'm balling super hard, I'm triple double averaging
She say I haven't been myself, no shit bitch, I haven't been

Swear these bitches fake they some mannequins
I'm super high skywalking like I'm Anakin
I'm super high, I'm skywalking into next week
Imma f*ck that emo bitch I just hope her Neck Deep

Ohhh, Ohhhh, I can't let you go
Swear I love you girl, but I can't let it show
Yeah, shoulda known better, yeah I shoulda known
Love bomb and your ticking like a metronome

Got that Iron on my hip in the Maybach
Forgiato rims bumping way back
Diamonds so shiny feeling like a f*cking spaceship
Counting all my bands and they thinking I'm Arabic
Audemar time piece, pink diamonds in the face kit
Dressed in all black so they thinking I'm a racist
Shopping at Gucci while your shopping at Payless
YSL bag with the red bottom AF's, yeah

Ohhh, Ohhh, I can't trust no hoe
Sucking dick in the club for Don Julio
She wanna be with me, that's a no go
She only want me cause I'm stacking bankroll

Had to let go of my past that shit was haunting me
And now I feel like Yachty smoking up this broccoli
Oh that's your girl? Then why the hell she topping me
I know I don't mean shit to you but that shit meant a lot to me

Now my, money's different colors like Monopoly
And its funny, I remember she was stalking me
My life's crazy, I've been through shit you would not believe
I'm on my Bill Cosby shit lil bitch, ain't nobody stopping me
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Writer: Adam Ogea
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