You're All the Same (feat. Loyal T)

What's that in your hand? is that a Palm Bay?
Is that what you drink after a long day?
At the club tryna pick up the strange
Man fuck these rappers Ariana Grande
Cuz all them rhymers are weak
Any fucking 2 year old can cry on a beat
Got like 10 rappers, the only one live here is me
Keep it real while all of you people lie on the beat
24 7 I get it in and I'm better then
Purple medicine, cocaine from Medellin
Ima stack whether prime ministers or presidents
Cuz I been getting paper you can clearly see the evidence
I hate the game but I'm addicted to the stress load
It don't bother me, I double up the threshold
Fuck chillin homie really I'm in flex mode
All black everything it's like I had a dress code
Yo do you even get dough?
Less known rappers really thinking I'm impressed though
You wouldn't compare if you were to give it your best go
I ain't gonna sit here and make you feel like your special
Cuz really your fuckin not
Some would say you suck a little but really you suck a lot
And yo, are those your friends that resemble a couple cops
I don't even wanna see you from within a couple blocks
Motherfucker

Listen, I've been in the game for too long
To let this shit slide pack up and move on
You think your bring the heat but at best your Luke warm
And when I hold the mic ain't no way I could do wrong
Cuz yo, I don't even know your names
It doesn't even fuckin matter cuz you're all the same
And I ain't comin here to play in what we call the game
I'm tired of listening to everybody all complain
Your shits wack

Cruising through the city I'm just catching a vibe
Me and Daylon kill it yea we put em on ice
Mix the Rona with lime, light a bowl and get high
I don't pay em no mind, sipping juice till I'm blind
You take the rules and combine the illest 2 of all time
Give em a booth and you'll find the sickest shit for your mind
I'm in my ultimate prime I'll fucking cripple the spine
Of anybody who's thinking that they're iller than I
Just relax and get right, you're in the passenger side
Now you're a long for the ride I really mean it it's nice
Now roll up on to that flight, put the lean in the sprite
I've been dreaming it's like I keep on hopping these flight's
To anywhere that I want, I'm in the clouds with my mom's
You cant stop what I'm on I'm going hard till I'm gone
I get committing a crime when I start spitting a rhyme
You've been a witness to a murder cuz I kill it each line
Let's go

Listen, I've been in the game for too long
To let this shit slide pack up and move on
You think your bring the heat but at best your Luke warm
And when I hold the mic ain't no way I could do wrong
Cuz yo, I don't even know your names
It doesn't even fuckin matter cuz you're all the same
And I ain't comin here to play in what we call the game
I'm tired of listening to everybody all complain
Your shits wack



Credits
Writer(s): Daylon Grimard
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