Travis Allen - Old Ways (feat. Isaiah Godshall & Michael Karmazin) Lyrics

Young rafiki back at it again
Never again rap bad with the friends
Guess it depends, I'll do it right now
But never again
Ain't that how it be
Don't think press send
Get by on the see
Gon got that degree
But Never again please
Just a grown up acting 8
Tell me I'm wrong get punched in the face
Tell me I'm great, but let's get it straight
I'd never believe it, like how is your day
Fine, no it's not
Ok, no you're not
Actually it's Not awesome sauce
It's been tough, but you're still hot
Watch these young eyes work
Causes that sin gonna cause the fall
Gonna cause my demons to see me stumble, you know Satan makes that call
My old ways I'd answer that phone
Today I still hope I do
So Satan can hear how great it's going
And love always the new
Never going back like fanny packs
Hair in the back, really I can't
We're making new
Even this rap, probably is bad
But someone will like it
Like mom dad and you
Matter of fact, you might think that
You vibing to that
Track with the dude
Singing to that uke boom bap
When the love does that
With a rad Cap crew

I'll be growing still till my old age
Looking at my past like so lame
There's no going back I say no no way
Never going back to my old ways
I'll be growing still till my old age
Looking at my past like so lame
There's no going back I say no no way
Never going back to my old ways

Throw back thursdaying
To the poopy diapers
Never going back
To the watching swiper
No swiping love
That's in every fiber
Of this fighter
Like super strikers
One way to go
Not up not around but through
Diving into fear
Like it's scooby doo
No look pass
Like steph would do
Not Nash
No old ways dude

Young boy no old ways
In my own lane I remain
The same but with constant change
I need to say (I love you)
To my momma on the day to day
No fakes this face is the one you need
In the insta feeds, your thirst I feed
With a new look soul
Make ya weak in the knees
Take one for G
Hoping He's looking down on me

Even in my old age
Like Brady
No looking back
Don't phase me
When I'm in a book
I'm phasing
I'm becoming
Who god made me
Leaving behind
All that confines
Im sweet like beehives
What God made me
He that designs
All in my mind
Even I'm blind
To what God made me
(Sometimes)

Give me the phone I'mma watch Minecraft
Smite that like I pack a few Doritos in my back pack
Smack that bite back like chihuahua
Small dog small talk laughin on em like haha
Hit em with my samba
Shout out all mommas
Girl I know you wanna
Man without the hoopla
No poop gotta scoopa
Got my angels like booyah

I'll be growing still till my old age
Looking at my past like so lame
There's no going back I say no no way
Never going back to my old ways
I'll be growing still till my old age
Looking at my past like so lame
There's no going back I say no no way
Never going back to my old ways

Tryna teach the kids like Corey
(Boy meets world dawg)
Tryna find the one to take my own name
(Where you at girl?)
Find a cliché beat they'll buy for a low wage
(This is it ya'll)
Just out here shooting shots like Kobe
(Alec on the beat dawg)
Out here shooting shots like Kobe
(Not Lebron)
Out here shooting shots like