Same Shit (feat. True Playa)
Trvy
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Same shit with the same woes Since 19 and ain't made it far 3 miles in a nissan just to hotbox my baby car Scrape change for the backwoods And a swisher sweet and a bag of chips I don't care what the world think I just hope my mama proud of this I been having doubts inside my mind They just throw my name across the vine I'm just bargaining for me some time They just say I'm living past my prime 27 with the hunger still I'm just tryna make a couple bills Independent since my mama died So never scoff at thoughts of signing deals Hit my line with calls I'll probably miss Barely answer phone for those on list Numbers I don't know, that make me anxious Bill collectors calling needing payment And I done put my heart inside these angels Lost it all and crashed it down to earth Sometimes I'm just happy that I made it But never got the credit for my worth Check my credit, I don't understand it I just know the numbers going down But everytime I step into the city They yell for Trvy like I run the town So I just hit the stage and give em hell Don't want to let you down,Just want to feel All the pain you hide inside yourself And let you know, I know that shit is real Because they keep telling me that I'mma make it But they can't tell me when And they keep telling me to keep the patience But that don't pay the rent I never been the one for waiting So I'll tell you what it is Until then It's the same shit same shit Same shit with the same woes Since 19 and ain't made it far 3 miles in a nissan just to hotbox my baby car Scrape change for the backwoods And a swisher sweet and a bag of chips I don't care what the world think I just hope my mama proud of this Gettin cleaned up with the blunt smoke And in the cut lately been going hard Throwing peace up to my old thing Girl you know I be loving hard Same love from the same place She the same face, Just the same scar Just a cold fella with a nice start Got me warmed up off a slight jog Where they test ya arc, Can't test my heart Real heat this not a pop tart, Get to popping off Then they wanna part, But that cold winter at the old spot Made it kinda hard with no clean pots and pans Yeah Eating with the hands Down to ride but you didn't understand 85, boy with the plan When the dust settles Shit hit the fan Can't see the sun, happy as I can Even when I'm flying know I'm finna land Hope you get me cuz they never understand Say I'm running game sticking to the plan 19 with the pen Two Five with the lens All I want is this, Money for some sense Money for the same shit as you Because they keep telling me that I'mma make it But they can't tell me when And they keep telling me to keep the patience But that don't pay the rent I never been the one for waiting So I'll tell you what it is Until then It's the same shit, same shit Same shit with the same woes Since 19 and ain't made it far 3 miles in a nissan just to hotbox my baby car Scrape change for the backwoods And a swisher sweet and a bag of chips I don't care what the world think I just hope my mama proud of this Same shit with the same woes
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