We Ain't the Same (feat. Gee $ Mon)

Hola, hello, je m'pelle Ernesto D
I'm the big ship sailing powered by a bunch of weed
You used to see me in an ally in Cali running the streets
Now you see me in the booth running over these dope beats
The nomadic rap addict I'm back at it
Swift with the flow from the go its automatic
Skilled with the mic labeled a paragon
Now I walk like a Don in this marathon
Yo, the skills I'm flexin a blessing I can't lose it
My style's diverse just like my taste in music, word
Lyric lickin' when I write fresh raps
Some songs go tis, tis, tis, and my songs go boom bap
The ghetto native I'm rated the mic wrecka
My Lord, my fam, and my crew the trifecta
Money I make I invest in stock
Some people leave the hood I'm trying to buy the block, huh

By the Way I rock the stage, we ain't the same
By the way I graffiti my name, nah we ain't the same
By the way I roll my strain, yo yo gee mon tell'em we aint the same
I do it for the love and you do it for the fame

Get ready with a blunt and a drink cause here we go
Be steady on the hunt don't blink you'll miss the show
From Sur San Diego I'm rockin out the west
With dope beats and lyrics sounding like the fresh fest
Paid my dues at the school of hard knocks
Back in the days Guero Ray and his rock box
The early sessions where I learned my first lessons
Then the knuckleheads banged and real life had us stressing
I keep flowing and going this isn't new to me
Like P.E Chuck D I'm the epitome
All pro walking my own path
Make ya move as I fine tune my craft
The rhyme killer hitting on all cylinders
Load the mic bust shots like John Dillinger
Versatile and I reign supreme
With 31 flavors like scoops of ice cream, yo