The Same

(Uh) I don't want no parts no we not gang
We is not the same
Aint grow up the same
You aint grow up wit no pain
Yea I grew up wit a pain
Life a game and it aint fair so don't put money on my name
(Uh, uh)
I don't got nobody no
Don't know why you talking cause you wouldn't catch no bodys doe
You in the street but how the hell you scared to take somebody roll
Nobody knows how you talk tuff and get yo body rolled
Thats on my moms you can't hang

Cant hang
No you can't be gang gang
Cook it up like Chang Jiang they stir the pot the same way
Cut off niggas get to blue strips that's what we call face change
Rarri whip can't be inna same lane I gotta lane change (huh)

B-E-L-L-O
Dat you know gang gone let it go
Do anything for the family and the gang that's just to let you know
And you aint even family or the gang already watched you fold
And that twenty two gone turn to twenty four aint ever been no hoe
Imma always let em know (Huh)
Gone let em know that I'm the goat and I'm gone up the score
You putting yo hand out can't get nun this that boujee roll
Dont bite the hand that fed you that what I was always told
(Yea)

(Uh) I don't want no parts no we not gang
We is not the same
Aint grow up the same
You aint grow up wit no pain
Yea I grew up wit a pain
Life a game and it aint fair so don't put money on my name
(Uh, uh)
I don't got nobody no
Don't know why you talking cause you wouldn't catch no bodys doe
You in the street but how the hell you scared to take somebody roll
Nobody knows how you talk tuff and get yo body rolled
Thats on my moms you can't hang

On my momma I ain't really have faith in this rapping shit at first but
All these niggas keep saying I got that shit so imma just keep on pushing
You know Releasing that heat

(Ok)

Yea hollon
My circle small can't ever fit in niggas round me get it in
I got so used to eating chicken now I'm counting Benjamin's
And her lil body finger licking so I gotta get it in
And then even when not in the kitchen counting up I flip da wrist
(Uhhh)
Im the one that never switch why you trynna go both ways
And I'm the one that's out here trynna get rich while you out here not getting no cake
Y'all out here way to fake trynna eat that food up off my plate (Huh)
I need a lamb so I can take off on that interstate

(Uh) I don't want no parts no we not gang
We is not the same
Aint grow up the same
You aint grow up wit no pain
Yea I grew up wit a pain
Life a game and it aint fair so don't put money on my name
(Uh, uh)
I don't got nobody no
Don't know why you talking cause you wouldn't catch no bodys doe
You in the street but how the hell you scared to take somebody roll
Nobody knows how you talk tuff and get yo body rolled
Thats on my moms you can't hang



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Writer(s): Ramaun Harris
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