Lyrics:
kid’s getting paid
Same old shit, different day
Same old watch, different face
Same old josh in a different place
Same old flow but I’ll make that
got
Dope and the E boy I'mma G
Boy I'mma I'mma I'mma G boy
I'mma G boy I'mma I'mma I'mma G boy
I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy coke by
The key boy got
truth, so I hope that we can see the same thing
I'm aiming, coming for the top, no need for naming
In my life I spoke the truth and all they did was shame
Guided by the strange birds with blue feathers
Sometimes depression visits and that's when I use my wrist as a canvas
And let these powerful emotions flow
the blues
Got the pandemic blues
Everywhere you went
I know it's not easy when you're
Stuck up in the house
Can't wait to break out
But Covid will kill you
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
Coming from the bottom, I be rising from the same street
The same cat they never wanted blazing as an emcee
No radio shows, my bars heavy for those
to take
Your grandma out you got to know 'bout shit
To talk 'bout shit
Why the fuck you think I talk like this?
In any hood that you go, it's the same
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
On the same corner back in that old neighborhood
As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years
In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears
I
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
side when the day comes
Time goes by I'm the same one, the same one, the same one
On the wake up, way up
By your side when the day comes
Time goes by
the same"
Surrendered my life to Jesus Christ and by His love and blood I'm changed
It's time to ride, ride, ride
For the King, King
He put it all
niggas named her "D" (Quarter Key, Quarter key)
Can't keep her ass off the streets my old lady
The one that got me pushing Mercedes
The one that
to the motherland like Farrakhan
Speaking of African queens, My old friend Karen Ngigi is so pretty
I met her in Photography class back in 10th grade
Back when I
is the pound chrome Huxtable brownstone
Major paper cake by the layers
If these dudes is live I'm the created player
They callin' 'em kings when
the same old thing as yesterday
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles running 'round my brain
I guess I
Riverside
But I knew they was fakin', the shit barely got me high
Everything looks the same
But everything feels so differently
And I don't know if its
Hold you
Tell me what you wan do
We can touch a dance, I got some old moves
I see you get down to them old tunes
By the end of the night, let me hold you
get ya drama like the DJ (that's right)
Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin' got a gangsta grill
Went from old school Chevys, to Beamer
get ya drama like the DJ (that's right)
Now tell me I ain't real, this AR that I'm holdin' got a gangsta grill
Went from old school Chevys, to Beamer
can tell by the cars I drive, I got money
In the city where I am from, I stay hungry
I'm certified as a real gangsta
Hating on Rum will get your ass
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