Same God
I ain't got no apologies, keep it straight from the start
Love it when you mad, always out of line like a double park
I know bout' the lies that I tell to get what I want
I know what you heard from all them, scared of what you want
For the night please
Shooters on deck, siamese
No need for the talk now
Never cared for what you might need
I've never been the man you wanted me to be
Paying all my dues in spite of bad news, putting doubt to sleep yuh
How you actin' loyal this ain't happen only one time yeah
Two girls on the side for a long day if I like
I know bout the lies that I tell to get what I want
I know what you heard from all them, scared of what you want
Buddha bagging clean
Double down the chips on me
Caught up in-between doing right 3 times just to circle back on what I don't need
Two hands pray on me
Made a living off a dream
10 racks what I made last year now I do it in my slee-
Old news in the same pot
Run arounds in the same spot
No time on the same watch
Two hands for these same problems
Same bitches run the same flocks
Hit em both with the same shots
See if you meet the same god, yuh
Same dues but I paid mine
New talk on the grapevine
Broken telephone these same lines
Four walls had me trapped though
Looking for a fuckin' trap door
New doors on these same locks
Kept the post moves on the same blocks, yuh
How you actin' loyal this ain't happen only one time yeah
Two girls on the side for a long day if I like
I know bout the lies that I tell to get what I want
I know what you heard from all them, scared of what you want
Buddha bagging clean
Double down the chips on me
Caught up in-between doing right 3 times just to circle back on what I don't need
Two hands pray on me
Made a living off a dream
10 racks what I made last year now I do it in my sleep
How you actin' loyal this ain't happen only one time yeah
Two girls on the side for a long day if I like
I know bout the lies that I tell to get what I want
I know what you heard from all them, scared of what you want
Buddha bagging clean
Double down the chips on me
Caught up in-between doing right 3 times just to circle back on what I don't need
Two hands pray on me
Made a living off a dream
10 racks what I made last year now I do it in my
Love it when you mad, always out of line like a double park
I know bout' the lies that I tell to get what I want
I know what you heard from all them, scared of what you want
For the night please
Shooters on deck, siamese
No need for the talk now
Never cared for what you might need
I've never been the man you wanted me to be
Paying all my dues in spite of bad news, putting doubt to sleep yuh
How you actin' loyal this ain't happen only one time yeah
Two girls on the side for a long day if I like
I know bout the lies that I tell to get what I want
I know what you heard from all them, scared of what you want
Buddha bagging clean
Double down the chips on me
Caught up in-between doing right 3 times just to circle back on what I don't need
Two hands pray on me
Made a living off a dream
10 racks what I made last year now I do it in my slee-
Old news in the same pot
Run arounds in the same spot
No time on the same watch
Two hands for these same problems
Same bitches run the same flocks
Hit em both with the same shots
See if you meet the same god, yuh
Same dues but I paid mine
New talk on the grapevine
Broken telephone these same lines
Four walls had me trapped though
Looking for a fuckin' trap door
New doors on these same locks
Kept the post moves on the same blocks, yuh
How you actin' loyal this ain't happen only one time yeah
Two girls on the side for a long day if I like
I know bout the lies that I tell to get what I want
I know what you heard from all them, scared of what you want
Buddha bagging clean
Double down the chips on me
Caught up in-between doing right 3 times just to circle back on what I don't need
Two hands pray on me
Made a living off a dream
10 racks what I made last year now I do it in my sleep
How you actin' loyal this ain't happen only one time yeah
Two girls on the side for a long day if I like
I know bout the lies that I tell to get what I want
I know what you heard from all them, scared of what you want
Buddha bagging clean
Double down the chips on me
Caught up in-between doing right 3 times just to circle back on what I don't need
Two hands pray on me
Made a living off a dream
10 racks what I made last year now I do it in my
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Writer(s): Aaron Cheung, Akash Kharsikar, Thabo Publicover
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