I don't think we think the same things You don't got the same chains

You an L, you a lame You don't got no paper man

Told your bitch to say my name Why you here, get in your lane

You ain't shit, you got no fame We not the same

We not the same, we not the same, uh We not the same, we not the same

We not the same, we not the same, uh We not the same, we not the same

Why you even talking money You don't even know what that's about

You don't got no money flow We don't even make the same amount

I stand on my shit, yeah, there's no doubt

I keep billions on my shelf I keep hundreds to myself

You not rich, I can tell My money says hello, just like Adele

Got a bad bitch going crazy on my dick Like what the hell, what the hell

I got ice on my chains I got ice on my veins

I'm done with chilling with lames I did nothing wrong, I'm not taking no blame

These drugs got me going insane, yeah, yeah

These drugs got me speaking an alien language shut before I make you see who you playing with

Made a couple M's in my sleep, I still rock the same fits

Finna scare that boy and make him do a couple shits

We not the same, we not the same, uh We not the same, we not the same

We not the same, we not the same, uh We not the same, we not the same

We not the same, we not the same, uh