Same Shit (feat. King Samson)

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Pull up on my block I gotta bag full dem bricks
Pull up on my bitch I brought a bag for that bitch
Send em on a hit I paid a bag for that shit
I put my homies first I would've died for this shit
Shout out to them niggas went outside for a bitch
And never trust a nigga that ain't with the same shit
And never trust a bitch you know we f*ck the same bitches
And never stop yo hustle make them numbers phone digits
Same shit just a different day Me hatin' that's fake news
Shooters sliding think b.b. King everybody gone get the blues
My shooter get'a pay raise if everybody there make the news
Niggas steps just too small Greek Freak couldn't fill my shoes
Put my homies on we hit a couples licks
Zippers in the leather bag smokers look like Thriller
Leather bags for my bitch think I'm n my feelings
Truey' swag pray they mad money my religion
Meet the plug with the cash right there on division
Can't be beefin' with the brothers don't want no division
I'm eagle in the sky I don't see a ceiling
Tryna pull up to the saints foreign with no ceiling
Pull up on my block I gotta bag full dem bricks
Pull up on my bitch I brought a bag for that bitch
Send em on a hit I paid a bag for that shit
I put my homies first I would've died for this shit
Shout out to them niggas went outside for a bitch
And never trust a nigga that ain't with the same shit
And never trust a bitch you know we f*ck the same bitches
And never stop yo hustle make them numbers phone digits
Niggas fake can't relate to em
I was broke had to repair
Hating on me better beware
My shooter don't take pictures
He gangbang and light swisha
He paint scenes like a picture
We drink lean by the pitcher
MVP go to my hitters
All black when they make an appearance
Talk is cheap get ya life put on clearance
I got my city jumpin' like a trampoline
My homie keep the trap boomin' when i gotta leave
Money wires outta town ballin' like Kareem
Lake Show make it snow like it's Christmas eve
Bunch of bitches on my dick I could start a team
But I'm tryna squeeze 5 thousand dollars n my daughter jeans
Pull up on my block I gotta bag full dem bricks
Pull up on my bitch I brought a bag for that bitch
Send em on a hit I paid a bag for that shit
I put my homies first I would've died for this shit
Shout out to them niggas went outside for a bitch
And never trust a nigga that ain't with the same shit
And never trust a bitch you know we f*ck the same bitches
And never stop yo hustle make them numbers phone digits

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