Same

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah All these fucking niggas is the same, yeah All these bad bitches look the same, yeah Fuck from round me nigga you a lame, nigga I don't even wanna know your name, bitch Got a lot of shit up on my brain, yeah Smoking weed tryna ease the pain, yeah All these damn dollars in the game, and Niggas out here tryna make change, damn Ever since I got up in the game Bunch of homies changed on me Couple niggas switched lanes, damn Had to get em' out my range Whipping in the foreign Yeah nigga now we the new slaves, yeah Pure Cuban links with the chains, yeah Balmain jeans for the frame, yeah Rollin a J wit your dame I know that she wanna win off my name, aye She can't get close to this flame Now a nigga blowing all she blow is propane, yeah Gas that bitch get the brain Everything she say yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah See, I ain't got time for the games, babe Bout to get back to my old ways Juxin and mobin in hallways Blacking on niggas in broad day I'm having some vision I see through your gimmicks The image you mimick I already peeped You forge your intentions You act like you love me But really you hate and Don't want me to eat Crabs in a bucket I really don't fuck wit I dodged all this shit When I lived in the street Third eye wide open The chakras is flowing I see all your omens I'm woke in my sleep All these fucking niggas is the same, yeah All these bad bitches look the same, yeah Fuck from round me nigga you a lame, nigga I don't even wanna know your name, bitch Got a lot of shit up on my brain, yeah Smoking weed tryna ease the pain, yeah All these damn dollars in the game, and Niggas outchea tryna make change, damn Fuck around and meet Liu Kang, nigga Busting out the fuckin blue flame, nigga Each of my niggas know the same, nigga TruRebels we the new gang, nigga Wu Tang flow but could sang, yeah Ware-wolf mode with the fangs, aye Cross state flow with the slang But you know it's Old Harlem nigga bang bang I got so much pain I could touch souls You could feel this whole thang, yeah If my shit go main Ima spit mix stream nigga lo mein, yeah Old bitch calling my phone ran She saying she want the whole thang She can't get into my domain I do not go back to my old thangs No way Get up on your own wave No way Stay up in your own lane No way I do donates No way Oh these niggas so fake No way Get up on your own wave No way Stay up in your own lane No way I do donates No way Oh these bitches so fake All these niggas fake All these bitches too I ain't hitting brakes Bitch I'm on the move When I'm getting cake Then you wanna chose Now it's too late You old news All these niggas fake All these bitches too I ain't hitting brakes Bitch I'm on the move When I'm getting cake Then you wanna chose Now it's too late You old news All these fucking niggas is the same, yeah All these bad bitches look the same, yeah Fuck from round me nigga you a lame, nigga I don't even wanna know your name, bitch Got a lot of shit up on my brain, yeah Smoking weed tryna ease the pain, yeah All these damn dollars in the game, and Niggas outchea tryna make change, damn Role up and blaze, Role up and blaze Role up and blaze, Role up and blaze Role up and blaze, Role up and blaze Role up and blaze, Role up and blaze