Same No More

Nothing feels the same no more
Push through the pain but the rain don't stop
Jump in the range but it still feel cold
Finally have it all but I'm so alone

Aiming for these ends
So I could be whippin Inna Benz
Lettuce in pockets, my wallet has vegan friends
Stacking up like Jenga
To mute My trigger finger
Tip toeing on the edge
Micheal Jackson thriller
(Ya ya)
Diamonds round my neck feels like dead weight
Took all the risks so I had keep sakes
Hedging all my bets, I had to raise the stakes
But what good is a buffet if no one else can get a plate
(Let's go)
Poppin bottles
With empty hearts
Trying to piece my soul together
Holding on to empty thoughts
Bad bitches with body art
Distractions keep me at arms
Rich without a worthy cause
Hold me before I fall apart

Nothing feels the same no more
Push through the pain but the rain don't stop
Jump in the range but it still feel cold
Finally have it all but I'm so alone

Nothing feels the same no more
Push through the pain but the rain don't stop
Jump in the range but it still feel cold
Finally have it all but I'm so alone

Worst ting is to have it all and die alone
(Worst)
What good is a mirror when you have a hollow soul
(Yeah yeah)
Starting at this Henny hoping it can take me home
(Ooooh ooooh ooooh)
My bed is never empty still I wake on my own
(On my own)
Seeing all the two faced friends
Makes me wish I never gained these ends
People in my face only play pretend
Searching for some truth but it's always round the bend
Heavy heart that wears the crown
My bank account going up my soul only see the ground
Treading water so I don't drown
Fatal if I play the clown
I want off this ride now



Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Wynter
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