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Ain't the Same
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ain't the Same was released on July 10, 2020 by Peasants2Gods Ent. as a part of the album Lmk
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AlbumLmk
Release DateJuly 10, 2020
LabelPeasants2Gods Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Smith
Jordan Smith
Songwriter

Lyrics

I see the rain
I see the snakes
I don’t think y’all really knowin’ ya place
I see the raw
I see the real
Know they been cappin’ like they on the wheel
I see the pain
I ain’t the same
Broke **** talkin' just stay in ya lane
Fuck what you claim
Dirty concealed
Cuz you know the deal
It’s fuck how you feel
It’s fuck how you feel
Name to grave to the day I’m gon’ stop
Blessed for the days now the bread gon’ hop
Late night praise for the things I got
Racks on ya brain then the hood gon’ pop
Yeah
Bites from the chain chain chomp
Hella hoes right from the day I came out
Sayin’ you a freak shawty don’t play now
Nah nah say ‘ahh’ like name Trey Songs
Pack full of o’s on the dash we ride
Strap in the clothes might cross that line
Red green stones on the wrists I ain’t lyin’
Fake fake hoes tryna bang my line
Know shit change but I can’t change time
Thoughts in my head can’t blank my mind
Caught by the feds but the drugs ain’t mine
Good talks on the jet when I’m leaned back flyin’
I see the rain
I see the snakes
I don’t think y’all really knowin ya place
I see the raw
I see the real
Know they been cappin’ like they on the wheel
I see the pain
I ain’t the same
Broke **** talkin' just stay in ya lane
Fuck what you claim
Dirty concealed
Cuz you know the deal
It’s fuck how you feel
It’s fuck how you feel
Knew you a lame
That’s from beginning
Do it ya can’t
Shit ain’t for beginners
My jewelry so cold like it came from the winter
My section so full ain’t got no place for ****
Bitch on the wood, she get a splinter
I came for the bag I can’t leave w a sliver
My flow like a river, I blow like a trigger
I be at ya place like I came to deliver
Push it to start, speed and I wreck
Fuck all ya heart shorty I want the neck
Might spend a band just to keep her in check
That’s just a part of the bread imma net, aye
Party on section elev’, yeah
Told her she’d hate if she left
I ain’t get nothing you said
But I been gettin' racks on a 10 minute set
I see the rain
I see the snakes
I don’t think y’all really knowin ya place
I see the raw
I see the real
Know they been cappin’ like they on the wheel
I see the pain
I ain’t the same
Broke **** talkin' just stay in ya lane
Fuck what you claim
Dirty concealed
Cuz you know the deal
It’s fuck how you feel
It’s fuck how you feel
Written by: Jordan Smith
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