Same Old Ways

They ain't even think that we would get it til we got it goin crazy
finna pull up in a 6 speed trippin
Take too long with the work tell another nigga pull up we gone get it done in 15 minutes
All they tryna do is sell drugs pop perks do dirt I ain't even tryna chill with these niggas
All these hoes want the same thing it's the same old game I ain't even tryna chill with these hm
I been tryna stay prayed up can't stop
I got all these demons tryna hit me where it hurt
We gone go to war if they catch me slipping
And they gone spin again if the plot don't work
Stuck up in the same old ways waiting on brighter days I'm just tryna be frank like Kirk
Stuck up in the same old ways waiting on brighter days I'm just tryna be frank like Kirk

Letting niggas talk I'm just tryna put in work
It feel like ima die if the pain get worse
Back to the grind finna break this curse
can't take another loss so I gotta hit first
So far gone wasn't even tryna rap
I was really down bad couldn't even spit a verse
Goin out sad so I put it in reverse
I couldn't touch rim now I'm dunking off vert
Finna turn to a boss
Cuz I ain't tryna have no boss
Tell them niggas that I only fear God
That's why I always gotta keep me a cross
I done made too many mistakes on the road
So I know what that cost
Back on grind tryna make up the loss
Back in the kitchen finna bake up the sauce
You tryna guard me then you finna get
(you finna get crossed)
Yeah
Yeah
Cuz all of my niggas they bout it and bout it for real
And all of my niggas they riding and riding for real
I'm staying on track and I'm running it
We gone win again
I'm with L that's my kin
Shout out vybez that's my twin
Circle small I don't need no more freinds
Cut em off we can't make no amends
Rocket ship outer space im a star
I pull up in that

They ain't even think that we would get it til we got it goin crazy
finna pull up in a 6 speed trippin
Take too long with the work tell another nigga pull up we gone get it done in 15 minutes
All they tryna do is sell drugs pop perks do dirt I ain't even tryna chill with these niggas
All these hoes want the same thing it's the same old game I ain't even tryna chill with these hm
I been tryna stay prayed up can't stop
I got all these demons tryna hit me where it hurt
We gone go to war if they catch me slippin
And they gone spin again if the plot don't work
Stuck up in the same old ways waiting on brighter days I'm just tryna be frank like Kirk
Stuck up in the same old ways waiting on brighter days I'm just tryna be frank like Kirk
Ya dig

(I'm just tryna be frank like Kirk)
(I'm just tryna be frank like Kirk)



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Writer(s): Joshua Saintus
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