Not the Same

Brody said he don't eat breakfast but he steady sippin syrup
The ones who ain't got shit to lose, they do the most, get on my nerves
I do not make promises, they break too easy, give my word
Don't complain about the shit I been through cause I made it work

Being broke my motivation, told myself I can't go back
Forever Money Bound that's on my leg, I really stand on that
Don't have no old money but new money be addin' on it
Don't like to cry about the shit I lost cause I'ma get it back

Stay on my toes, can't be no pack, it ain't no facin' me
Everybody get the same treatment, nobody special
Sin city, Auntie Portia say that shit gon' pay for me
Fye back a nigga up or lay him down like he got tackle

Winner, winner, winner, say it three times like the east side
I got cash all on my mind, been like that since I was knee high
I put Za inside my lungs, that's what I meditating on
Told all the bros we gone think smarter, no more catchin cases

This V up on my back don't stand for Von, it stands for V-Lone
On my way to Sacramento, smash the gas, I get on
When she fuck me, she go dumb, thought she was from Vallejo
Brody be actin' slow, off that drink, he movin' like a snail

Brody said he don't eat breakfast, but he steady sippin' syrup
The ones who ain't got shit to lose, they do the most, get on my nerves
I do not make promises, they break too easy, give my word
I don't like complainin' about the shit I been through cause I made it work

Bein' broke my motivation, told myself I can't go back
Forever Money Bound, that's on my leg, I really stand on that
Don't have no old money but new money be addin' on it
Don't like to cry about the shit I lost cause I'ma get it back

The streets told me be broke or eat, I ain't have to think about it
I know my people's got my back, but I still look around me
Boothie, that's my brotha long live, Mr. Eastside ratchet
Money was comin' in slowly, but now it's comin' fast

I'm Mr. FMB official, the way I'm steppin' to official
I'm a Pisces, I don't let shit slide, but I might think about it
Whenever life give me some lemons, I hope they on some semis
I said it once or twice, don't care if you ain't fuckin' with me

Like the summertime in Vegas, I'ma show y'all we hotter
From Nellis, Lake Mead, and Boulder, I'm really a Eastsider
Don't need no help if you gon' throw it at my face, no, I got it
I see how real money feel, now bein' broke not an option

Brody said he don't eat breakfast, but he steady sippin' syrup
The ones who ain't got shit to lose, they do the most, get on my nerves
I do not make promises, they break too easy, give my word
Don't complain about the shit I been through cause I made it work

Bein' broke my motivation, told myself I can't go back
Forever money bound, that's on my leg, I really stand on that
Don't have no old money, but new money be addin' up
Don't like to cry about the shit I lost cause I'ma get it back
I'ma get it back



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Writer(s): Dellane Bryant
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