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Same Night
by MTMILL
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I done died and came alive , it was in the same night
I got two bad bitches they was on the same flight
Niggas tryna steal the wave, imma bring em to the ocean
Niggas gotta get a plan and imma put the shit in motion
Yeah they soft turn to hard, he done found the magic potion
Last thing you want is for her is to get used to me
I Deserved the trap spot, laced her in Louis V
750 breakdown, still get 50 a G
Prolly take a one way landed in Houston buzzin
Tryna meet a thick bitch I prolly paid a ticket
Go ahead take a half and get loose w it
Uhh, Yeah
Uhh, Yeah
If she got a business
Then I prolly fund it
Riccardi tags , shopping cash, cashin out them youngins
Clarity in ya diamonds
Clarify yo lane
Glorified by ya bitch I barley know her name
Nothing against the scams bitch I'm from the dope game
You niggas went out sad petty ass rope chain
Toss ya man a rope he drownin, ain't got no lane
I had no dope, I served him flour as Fent I'm crazy
Niggas Geeking sell him flour call it fetty
Tweaking like I'm Mr.Crocker, niggas tryna sell him Betty
We done came a long way from mama making that spaghetti
See you at the finish line, I told these niggas that I'm ready
Told these niggas that I'm ready, I ain't even getting started
In the bean like Marky Mark, man I been living life departed
Imma step into the rental imma finish what I started
FaceTime the plug the same time that I departed
Niggas wanna flash niggas wanna keep bragging
Have that nigga boxed in like a fucking G-Wagon
Put insurance on the rental cus a nigga keep crashing
Do that shit again, Brodie told me keep spazzing
I done died and came alive , it was in the same night
I got two bad bitches they was on the same flight
Niggas tryna steal the wave, imma bring em to the ocean
Niggas gotta get a plan and imma put the shit in motion
Yeah they soft turn to hard, he done found the magic potion
Last thing you want is for her is to get used to me
I Deserved the trap spot, laced her in Louis V
750 breakdown, still get 50 a G
Prolly take a one way landed in Houston buzzin
Tryna meet a thick bitch I prolly paid a ticket
Go ahead take a half and get loose w it
Uhh, Yeah
Uhh, Yeah
If she got a business
Then I prolly fund it
Riccardi tags , shopping cash, cashin out them youngins
Clarity in ya diamonds
Clarify yo lane
Glorified by ya bitch I barley know her name
Nothing against the scams bitch I'm from the dope game
You niggas went out sad petty ass rope chain
Toss ya man a rope he drownin, ain't got no lane
I had no dope, I served him flour as Fent I'm crazy
Niggas Geeking sell him flour call it fetty
Tweaking like I'm Mr.Crocker, niggas tryna sell him Betty
We done came a long way from mama making that spaghetti
See you at the finish line, I told these niggas that I'm ready
Told these niggas that I'm ready, I ain't even getting started
In the bean like Marky Mark, man I been living life departed
Imma step into the rental imma finish what I started
FaceTime the plug the same time that I departed
Niggas wanna flash niggas wanna keep bragging
Have that nigga boxed in like a fucking G-Wagon
Put insurance on the rental cus a nigga keep crashing
Do that shit again, Brodie told me keep spazzing
