Same Ol Same – Scarface: Songtexte, Musikvideos & Konzerte

Same Ol Same

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Same Ol Same wurde am 15. Dezember 2017 von BMG Rights Management (US) LLC als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtDeeply Rooted: The Lost Files

Songdetails

AlbumDeeply Rooted: The Lost Files

Veröffentlichungsdatum15. Dezember 2017

LabelBMG Rights Management (US) LLC

Melodizität

Akustizität

Valence

Tanzbarkeit

Energie

BPM89

SONG-INFO

SONGTEXTE

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Scarface

Performer

Anjolee Williams

Anjolee Williams

Vocals

Lance Johnson

Sound Effects

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

J. Johnson

Composer

B. Jordan

Composer

C. Henderson

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

N.O. Joe

Producer

Chuck Heat

Producer

Songtexte

[Verse 1]

It's like the world stopped spinnin'

**** in the game not winnin'

Not much of a prize to keep your eyes on

There's money to be made, so we grind on

Gunshots up the block heard

A young cat musta got served

A hard head made a soft ass

You talk that shit, you better walk fast

Street life till the death of me

The game's so cold, it need a referee

Nowadays you could talk to 'em

Back then, they put chalk to 'em

"I'm sorry, mister officer boy

I can't understand what you sayin', you talkin' that fuck"

I'ma leave with the same rules I came with

And only real cats can say the same shit

[Verse 2]

If we goin' backwards

You know what'll happen

But it doesn't matter

Different day but everything's the same, ooh

[Verse 3]

I don't give a fuck where you from, dawg

Take your ass home, ****, fuck y'all

You got guns, we got guns too

But we be quick to show you what them guns do

If you ain't from here, don't come here

You already know how it's done here

No new friends, no old moves

Game, I was fed by the old dudes

So I abide by them old rules

Don't talk about no money, I don't owe you

I don't know you, you ain't day one

You imaginary hustler, you fake, son

You break one, then catch, dude

You peg me? They wet you

It's simple, ain't no need to complicate that

I separate the real from the fake cats

My ****, face facts, I bust, bang

I'm from the H, so it's a must I let my nuts hang

I leave with them same rules I came with

And all the real dudes say the same shit

[Verse 4]

If we goin' backwards

You know what'll happen

But it doesn't matter

Different day but everything's the same, ooh

[Verse 5]

To hell with all that friendship shit

Your friend'll make you kill that bitch

You know we started at the same spot

We was gettin' money then it came out

Was tryna put me in a cross though

Five came back but he lost four

He said, "I did it like that

That was Brad, let me hit you right back"

Got **** plottin' on me like I'm fucked up

Talkin' reckless ain't gon' draw my nuts, Chuck

What's up? You **** got me all wrong

I've been a solid dude all along

So hard looks don't scare me

If you wanna start a war, come near me

Itchy trigger finger since my childhood

In any situation, I'm good

I'm hood, fear nothin'

Just God, now here's something

That you can go to the grave with

I come in here and leave with the same shit

[Verse 6]

If we goin' backwards

You know what'll happen

But it doesn't matter

Different day but everything's the same

Written by: B. Jordan, C. Henderson, J. Johnson

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