Ain't the Same No More

Ka-Flame Speaks

They throwing so much shade, got us struggling, to shine nigga
You clock'n out, while I'm doubling, my time nigga
See you getting yours, so of course, I'm getting mine nigga
Wake up early, mix the hustle, with the grind nigga
To keep it simple, just a day in the life
Break them rules, then them dues, you'll be paying them twice
Nothing nice, nothing sweet, about them streets, that you claim
They say that money talks, lately, it ain't speaking the same
I'm laid back, in that lac, as the speakers bang
Always kept that shit a stack, you can keep the change
Nigga's mad, cause their ho's, love to speak to Flame
Know you ain't from round here, clearly, you don't speak the slang
Deeper aim, known to kill them, how the reaper came
Keep it playa, while they playing, trying to beat this game
Peep them lames, see they acting strange, once they reach the fame
Them fools fake, I can't relate, this shit's, been rearranged

I swear, it ain't the same no more
The game changed, who's to blame? I can name some folks
It's like, the fake are glorified, while the real, are being killed
Probably why a nigga, never got a deal, I'm for real man
I swear, it ain't the same no more
How they changed, for the fame, I can name, some folks
It's like, the fake are glorified, while the real, are being killed
Probably why a nigga never got a deal, I'm for real man

Even though, we hella grown, niggas still playing
You can tell it ain't no growth, cause they still saying
How they shooting all them guns, at the opposition
Stop the violence?, they won't even stop and listen
To the music, I'm producing, and creating
Got so used to, all these stupid, nigga's hating
Duplicating, what I'm making, then they taking, all the credit
Under-mind, a nigga grind, in a way, that shit's pathetic
Know they gone regret it, you can bet it, like it's written in stone
Trying to copy my flow, but know, they're spitting it wrong
If I ain't chilling with yo ho' can bet that bitch, on the phone
Trying to buy me cologne, or either bribe me, with me dome
But tonight, I'm in my zone, I'm just vibin' alone
Can't keep it private, or deny it, if you highly condone
All that sucka shit they on, got them popping with cash
Lyrics on recycle, cause they dropping that trash, ain't that bad?

I swear, it ain't the same no more
The game changed, who's to blame? I can name some folks
It's like, the fake are glorified, while the real, are being killed
Probably why a nigga, never got a deal, I'm for real man
I swear, it ain't the same no more
How they changed, for the fame, I can name, some folks
It's like, the fake are glorified, while the real, are being killed
Probably why a nigga never got a deal, I'm for real man

Man Speaks



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Octavious Parker
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