Fresh Digs New Swag Genre: Rap (Verse 1) Yo, I’m rollin’ in fresh, new keys to my castle, Fk the past, I’m here, no more struggle, no hassle. New home, new life, I’m flexin’, I’m ballin’, Got my bitches with me, hear the money trees callin’. Hit the block, gotta pop, feel the bass like a drug, New streets, new beats, yeah we party like thugs. Ain’t no stoppin’ this grind, I’m a beast on the rise, Rat-tat-tat, I’m blastin’ visions through the skies. (Chorus) New home, new life, we livin’ it right, Bitches on my side, we hittin’ the heights. Fk the old days, we breakin’ the mold, Fresh digs, new swag, watch the story unfold. (Verse 2) From the gutter to the stars, I’m the king of the block, Movin’ units, stackin’ bucks, man, I’m ready to rock. Got that fire in my soul, bring the heat like a furnace, When I step in the room, best believe I’m the purist. Cuz I’m livin’ my truth, no fakin’, no lies, Flippin’ scripts, takin’ trips, watch my empire rise. Got my niggas by my side, we’ll never go broke, Throwin’ parties, poppin’ bottles, livin’ life in smoke. (Chorus) New home, new life, we livin’ it right, Bitches on my side, we hittin’ the heights. Fk the old days, we breakin’ the mold, Fresh digs, new swag, watch the story unfold. (Outro) So toast to the grind, raise your glass to the sky, In this new hood, we’ll scream, “Motherfka, we fly!” With my crew, livin’ true, watch me take on the night, New home, new life, yeah, we ready to fight!