Never Be The Same (feat. Jackboy)

Ghosty

Nigga, I done flooded out my chain
I got water in my veins, you ain't never catch a stain
Straight up out the gutter, where I came
I done seen a lot of murders, I could never be the same
She know my Amiris full of money
I just cashed out on a crib and a whole lot of bling
I just threw some diamonds in my ring
Now I'm sipping champagne, eating steak (diamonds in my ring)

I was trying to get the pack off in the rain
I used to pull my mask down for them stains
Now I'm sippin' champagne on a plane (baow, baow, baow)
Was spinnin' in a Civic, now we shootin' out the Range
Niggas trying to take me out the game
I got one up in the chamber, I ain't never been afraid
Stuffing so much shots up in my blicky
When we catch a nigga slippin', I ain't even gotta aim

Nigga, I done flooded out my chain
I got water in my veins, you ain't never catch a stain
Straight up out the gutter, where I came
I done seen a lot of murders, I could never be the same
She know my Amiris full of money
I just cashed out on a crib and a whole lot of bling
I just threw some diamonds in my ring
Now I'm sipping champagne, eating steak (diamonds in my ring)

Hell fuck no, we not the same
I be sippin' champagne, getting head on the plane
Flooded my wrist and my chain
But I'll still let it bang when it comes to the gang
I'm a beast, can not be tamed
Hop out, turn him to a stain
The blicky, the blicky, I'll spin on your block
My chopper hold fifty, I'm poppin' at opps

I'm always outside while they hide in the house
You not 'bout what I'm 'bout, boy, stop runnin' your mouth
Pulled up in Suburbans, came through swervin'
Fuck the police, we out there, be purgin'
My Glock got a dick, it's far from a virgin
I never don't miss, bitch, my aim way too perfect
You niggas be clowns, y'all belong in the circus
Keep up the show, bitch, I'm closin' your curtains

Catch a opp, he gon' bleed (catch a opp, he gon' bleed)
Shooters hang out the V (shooters hang out the V, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Bullet holes in his tee (bullet holes in his tee, brrt)
Leave him dead on the street (dead on the street, blatt, blatt, blatt)
All them snipers say, "Glee" (glee, glee)
Long live Nick, he with me (long live Nick, he with me, R.I.P.)
Do a hit, then we flee (skrrt, skrrt, baow, baow, baow)
Leave his head by the feet (grrt, on gang)

Nigga, I done flooded out my chain
I got water in my veins, you ain't never catch a stain
Straight up out the gutter, where I came
I done seen a lot of murders, I could never be the same
She know my Amiris full of money
I just cashed out on a crib and a whole lot of bling
I just threw some diamonds in my ring
Now I'm sipping champagne, eating steak (diamonds in my ring)



Credits
Writer(s): Pierre Delince, Bradley Moss, Jeffrey Alexander
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