Not the Same
I don't even trust no more no scratch that I don't even love no more
My bro my killy I got their back but loving a hoe make a heart feel sore
Been there done that done that did that
I make bread I ain't inna no chit-chat
Them man nerds their inna that riff-raff
Sit back
Man see prof and split that
Look
I don't want to get in a chizz now
Low off fumes man pass me the rizzla
Tapped that one last week and I dipped her
She want give me a try like Sizzla
Price went up so the checks them are doubling
Where you from dawg? Who you troubling?
Took mans girl from the north to the south and I pressed that one like breaks in a Cullinan
Too many times mans fell on an L but I swear on my life I'll get that back
Don't even chat bout next man round me them man wet and they lie on tracks
Don't mash work for their gang that's whack
Ride for my dawgs and you know that's facts
I ain't inna the 'gazi talk I can smell your lies I can tell that's cap
Ain't nobody get my time but if its about money then I'm involved
Been staying in the ends too long man needs to fly out coast to coast
Might hit up the states one day do Rockstar lifestyle Status Quo
But I'm a real anti boy man stack my bread in silence though
We're not the same bro
I'm drippy steady coming in, see the shine my hitta?
Most these hittas really fake, they really ain't with us
Designer stepping everyday, looking fly my hitta
Yeah
Heart cold sip mud on a daily free my bro on the wing like Bailey
I can never sell my soul in this world whatever the price they pay me
It's mad in the dunya crazy I ain't been feeling this life ting lately
But I stay trying to better my wrongs I sin, feel bad repent on a daily
Been in the streets too long but I might have to settle and grab me a wife
But I don't even trust these hoes, I guess that stuff just takes it's time
Same time when I think about yats I'm after a vibe not even a bride
I ain't got luck with women, my last one said I'm tapped like Jekyll and Hyde
We're not the same bro
I'm drippy steady coming in, see the shine my hitta?
Most these hittas really fake, they really ain't with us
Designer stepping everyday, looking fly my hitta
Yeah
My bro my killy I got their back but loving a hoe make a heart feel sore
Been there done that done that did that
I make bread I ain't inna no chit-chat
Them man nerds their inna that riff-raff
Sit back
Man see prof and split that
Look
I don't want to get in a chizz now
Low off fumes man pass me the rizzla
Tapped that one last week and I dipped her
She want give me a try like Sizzla
Price went up so the checks them are doubling
Where you from dawg? Who you troubling?
Took mans girl from the north to the south and I pressed that one like breaks in a Cullinan
Too many times mans fell on an L but I swear on my life I'll get that back
Don't even chat bout next man round me them man wet and they lie on tracks
Don't mash work for their gang that's whack
Ride for my dawgs and you know that's facts
I ain't inna the 'gazi talk I can smell your lies I can tell that's cap
Ain't nobody get my time but if its about money then I'm involved
Been staying in the ends too long man needs to fly out coast to coast
Might hit up the states one day do Rockstar lifestyle Status Quo
But I'm a real anti boy man stack my bread in silence though
We're not the same bro
I'm drippy steady coming in, see the shine my hitta?
Most these hittas really fake, they really ain't with us
Designer stepping everyday, looking fly my hitta
Yeah
Heart cold sip mud on a daily free my bro on the wing like Bailey
I can never sell my soul in this world whatever the price they pay me
It's mad in the dunya crazy I ain't been feeling this life ting lately
But I stay trying to better my wrongs I sin, feel bad repent on a daily
Been in the streets too long but I might have to settle and grab me a wife
But I don't even trust these hoes, I guess that stuff just takes it's time
Same time when I think about yats I'm after a vibe not even a bride
I ain't got luck with women, my last one said I'm tapped like Jekyll and Hyde
We're not the same bro
I'm drippy steady coming in, see the shine my hitta?
Most these hittas really fake, they really ain't with us
Designer stepping everyday, looking fly my hitta
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): C. Tino
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