Now Days - Skeme

Kilo wrapped 'round my neck

Wanted 'round for a check

Hundred bets nigga bet

Money, power and respect

Model bitches with me wet

Fuck her 'till she out of breath

New niggas thinking you gangsta

I fuck around and buy ya set

Still ballin' ain’t shit changed

Sitting court side at a Knick game

Did the right thing no Spike Lee

You don’t know another nigga like me

THUG-E-S-T to the sight

Cartier cover my eyes

They wanna know what the fuck else could I want

That revenue be my reply

They don’t even make 'em like me now days

They don’t even make 'em like me now days

I done lost count of all the money I make

They don’t even make 'em like me nowdays nigga

They don’t even make 'em like me now days

They don’t even make 'em like me now days

Bought a new coupe, had to tell a bad bitch with me work

They don’t even make 'em like me now days (work)

BVSs on my wrist

Crooked, too legit to quit

High as a sky scraper screaming, «Hi, haters» crack a seal pint and sip

Hope you niggas ain’t forget

I’m the nigga with the hits

Ball on these niggas and bitches I feel like Michael Jordan back in '96 (ball

out)

Call me Skeme, call me crooked, call me anything that you want to but broke

Stuntin' homie, money on me looking like I’m meeting papi at the boat

Type of shit that make them alphabet boys look at you like you still selling

dope

Its billions of niggas out here in these streets and still I’m the realist you

know

(Instrumental rides out)