Not the Same

Can you hear me?

I run this show
Make you motherfuckers jealous, bitch, what the fuck I don't?
Watch you're motherfucking tone
I'm eating all these beats like I'm just tryna watch my fucking weight
Punchlines like I'm Clubber Lang
Listen bitch we're not the same
I'll show you where the tough get made
Hoe's are gonna rush the stage
Blow a kiss and brush away the tears that's on you're fucking face
"I'm nuts" okay we get it
But you punks just ain't committed
I'll be great, just take the digits
Bitch this fucking ain't a gimmick
I had to wait to get in
Like this shit was age restricted
You think that you're burning bridges? Bitch I'm out here blazing districts
Don't want the fame and bitches
Don't want insane attention
Just want that stamp of pure respect and for the greats to give it
That be my staple in it
Trample every pussy in my weight division
I'm the whole entire Justice League
Dust off my cape and get it
You don't know the pain and grit to get the sweetest taste of winning
I'm the main event and
Better hope you paid for tickets, bitch.
Blood sweat and tears, get 'em on they feet, yeah
Look ahead some years see me at my peak, yeah
We ain't the same, ain't a thing change, push 'em out the same space
I got that insane pace

We're not the same dawg
I don't give a fuck about no numbers, I won't change, nah
Fuck up out my face dawg
Bouta make me blow the fucking dust up off this chainsaw
Give these motherfuckers what they came for
We are not the same, nah

Self destructive, half you motherfuckers couldn't spell productive
I'm the definition of it, bitch, watch who the hell you fuck with
I'm a suicide bomber, this is do or die
Father time about to bring me dollar signs
Who do I gotta push into the fucking pavement
Just to make a fucking statement
Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger are my brothers
Cousin's Jason
Hunger pains in my stomach like I'm malnourished
Blood circulating through my veins till I'm down
Murder murder, Redrum
Need some Buttersworth's syrup when you get served like breakfast
Been an outcast from the very minute that I dipped my toes in
Not a fan of conversation so I spit this dope shit
Keep it going
I'm a future superstar, don't come into my stomping grounds
I'm a fucking nightmare like a vision bout a haunted house
I'm a fucking nightmare like Kamaru when he's walking down
One, two, shoot a double, ground and pound
Oh dear lord, look's like he's in trouble now
Blood sweat and tears, get 'em on they feet, yeah
Look ahead some years see me at my peak, yeah
We ain't the same, ain't a thing change, push 'em out the same space
I got that insane pace

We're not the same dawg
I don't give a fuck about no numbers, I won't change, nah
Fuck up out my face dawg
Bouta make me blow the fucking dust up off this chainsaw
Give these motherfuckers what they came for
We are not the same, nah

On attack like watch dog
Bitch you be dealing with killers if you wanna get it
Then I'ma get lit in a minute when I hit the switch
And I put you in lyrical cement
Let's see what you got dawg
Think we're the same but we're not dawg
I feel like a king like they're dealing me in
Better worship the ground that I walk on
Top tier, I ain't leaving out this bitch till I get everything
That I want and bitch I swear that there's a lot here
Do not fear
I'll single handily take over till they call the cops here
Give my soul until I start to drop tears
Bitch I'm ruthless, like I'm Eazy E
I'm business man and bitch I do this
And I guarantee I'm in command of the shit I'm doing
I can barely breathe, my chest expands and it gets me moving
Hear me when I speak, I got some plans and the shit is putrid
I get the same feeling that you get from pain killers
I get that insane sensation from the notebook page
Filling up with all the thoughts I'm having
I don't have exhaustion happen
Cuz I know the cost of rapping
Blood sweat and tears, get 'em on they feet, yeah
Look ahead some years see me at my peak, yeah
We ain't the same, ain't a thing change, push 'em out the same space
I got that insane pace

We're not the same dawg
I don't give a fuck about no numbers, I won't change, nah
Fuck up out my face dawg
Bouta make me blow the fucking dust up off this chainsaw
Give these motherfuckers what they came for
We are not the same, nah



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Taylor, Huy Tran, Connor Mcaulay, James Kroll
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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