Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Balances, artist - Wale.
Date of issue: 21.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
New Balances |
Is it good or bad? |
One-two, yeah |
We still in a motherfuckin' pandemic, nigga |
Look |
They ain’t want me here, fuck it, I’m back though |
And I’m with so many, so many rap flow |
Toe-to-toe with the mic', I am Mike like |
And you niggas lookin' Glass Joe |
It’s a hole in my heart from my last ho |
It’s a hole in her wallet right after |
Every lyric I wrote is her caption |
When we broke up she posted her CashApp, yeah |
She could’ve hit me for it (Pussy) |
Sweet like Pepsi Cola |
Look, I play but I got no toy |
She need flavor, I’m no |
IRS keep callin', count my racks I don’t record it, mm |
Fame ain’t like you know, pay these taxes and these lawyers, yeah |
Nigga this Prada from '26, designer for money is somethin' else |
Phylicia Rashād is a lucky woman, it’s all workin' with the funny bills |
Authentic, never counterfeit, count it up 'til it’s calluses |
OG’s flippin' old money, same old city, new balances |
That’s why the city always feels like a trap |
We might need to and everything |
When we come together like a, like a all over, right? |
We may not (Yeah) |
each other, man, and come together |
They don’t like it but fuck it, I’m back |
Cookies and bag, I got no time to be mad |
I got no time to be tied up in feelings |
I gotta reup, you gotta relax |
I gotta be classy |
I’ve been dissin', I’ve been chillin' don’t ask me |
How I’m feelin', I’m as good as I’m gon' be |
Takin' chances, niggas won’t even see me |
Tryna be noisy |
And it really be one deep |
Ain’t really get no sleep |
And it really be women that tell me they need me but don’t even know me |
But shit can get over |
So I’m lookin' at the gang funny, like I’m in a nosebleed |
I’m a leader, a man |
You trick with bitches that’ll feed me in bed |
It’s different, nigga, I can speak to their soul |
The pussy wetter when it ain’t for a |
But ho, what you know? |
We stuck to the code |
I ain’t switchin', I be good when it’s low |
Don’t hit me when the numbers is low |
You makin' hit, a nigga smother your phone, and try big bro you |
Hol' up, I’m in Miami the toes out |
Shout out to Zoey, the zoes out |
on courtside |
Bag on me, I’m really Yoruba |
I’m really royalty, I move important |
Free agent, I rock what I want, right |
, he just got me the orange ones, uh, yeah |
Authentic, never counterfeit |
When it’s God-given and you elevated |
All these hatin' niggas want you down with them, yeah, yeah |
Pray for 'em, they embarassin' |
I stayed loyal like an old runners |
OG checks, new balances, yeah, mm |
New balances |
Same old city, new balances, yeah |
New balances |
Way more checks, new balances, yeah |
, haha |
I’m tellin' you dressed very nice |
I don’t care what anybody say you at, you are still above the game |