August Alsina – NOLA Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics NOLA – August Alsina

Uh-huh
NOLA, NOLA, NOLA, NOLA
Ayy, uh huh
NOLA, NOLA, ayy

Got n**gas askin’ for the old me
But they ain’t know me, we wasn’t homies
Four walls couldn’t hold me
Nann n**ga could control me
Everything that I ever did, I did it boldly
If I didn’t think you was for me
Then that would make you a foe
And then it’s f**k you like a ho, n**ga

Anyway you want it
Don’t give a damn, we could go, n**ga
Killin’ everything in my way
No play, play, I’ma go and get ’em
Know some n**gas out the Ninth Ward
That’ll aim it up and they won’t miss you
Family and friends gon’ miss you
Y’all don’t really want that n**ga

Haul off and just slap n**gas
Don’t need a reason, I’m mad, n**gas
Ayy, ayy, I’m wild, n**ga
If I don’t know you, I don’t smile with you
If you ain’t walk a mile in my shoes
I ain’t seen you shootin’ in the gym, n**ga
Singin’ never made me soft, n**ga
Never confuse me for them n**gas

I ain’t never ran from nobody
‘Cause I ain’t never ran into a n**ga who put fear in me
Ten toes down, no backin’ down until you feelin’ me
You don’t wanna pull a heat
Got somethin’ that can clear the street

I’m from the NOLA, NOLA, NOLA, NOLA
Where n**gas murder, murder, murder, murder
I know you heard, you heard, you heard, you heard of
Them n**gas from the boot, they shoot, they shoot you

Want me to go back to the felonies and the cases
Strip club, gettin’ fake loνe from the ho with the ass who basic
Studio, gettin’ f**ked up on the Ciroc, no chasers
Poppin’ me about two, four, six, eight Percs to the face then

Couple Xans just to turn it down
Walking ’round, lookin’ dumbfounded
Lookin’ for somethin’ to take down
Really don’t matter, I’m numb now
Nothin’ to stop me from runnin’ down on a n**ga
Dumpin’ rounds at a n**ga
Locked up with a life sentence
You don’t write and don’t visit

You rockin’ T-shirts saying Free Aug’
The judge still ain’t gon’ listen
You n**gas still wishin’ for the old me
But gon’ bail out when you get him
It’s gon’ be Hell on Earth
When you see that a n**ga don’t care about s**t
And I go off the deep end
With AK and just air out s**t

Is that what you want
Is that what you want
So you can turn up
When I put out a new song
So when I f**k up, documentary on lifetime
Sayin’ that I was a mad man
Caught up in the lifestyle
If you knew the old me like my friend
You would tell me what they say
Keep changin’, we don’t want him
Keep that guy in your past
Progress is a process
The young n**gas want the old thing back

Young n**ga from the NOLA, NOLA, NOLA
Honestly, I don’t want that
Oh, he murder, murder, murder…

➤ Written by August Alsina
Album The Product III: stateofEMERGEncy
Produced by HeroSavesTheWerld
August Alsina | 2020