Aint The Same ft. Not Spazz Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Got'em like woah
Look how I'm popping
Put the game on
We running it ain't no dropping
If its money on the table
You knowing we fit the topic
Home running for the bread
No stalling we keep it mobbing
Hit with perfect time
If it's home you know we sliding
Take a trips to get the bag
If its bread there I'm flying
Yea you know we came to pop shit
Folk see the money and they flock quick
Can't trust no nigga or no hoe
I can not slip
Going for the goal set the bar
We on top shit
Why you flexing ten bands
Slow it down you are not rich
He was bound to fold
Big dog he is not it
Yea you should play your role
On this road you can get hit
I can't do no more favors
I ain't working for free
If I'm giving you some money
Then you working for me
Big boss open doors
Yea I came with the key
And even if I didn't
We gon knock the door down to eat
If we gon keep it a hunnit my nigga we ain't the same
So just stay in your lane
Came through swerving on the block yelling gang
Shit ain't never gon change
I got money on the way
Bring it through no delay
I got packs on the way
You should know how we play
Yea you may be on your grind
But really we ain't the same
And ain't no need to debate it cuz
If we gon keep it a hunnit my nigga we ain't the same
So just stay in your lane
Came through swerving on the block yelling gang,
Shit ain't never gon change
I got money on the way,
Bring it through no delay
I got plays on the way,
You should know how we play
Yea you may be on your grind
But really we ain't the same
And ain't no need to debate it
Cuz nigga we ain't the same
When it come to me and you
It's no comparison
Most of these niggas can't keep up
And it's embarrassing
Starring at my rear view for competition
Like where they went
I been gone
I'm on a level the never hit
Been cold
I swear I'm something they can't forget
Move too smoove and cut sharp
I'm like gelette
Oh you come for this spot
Tell them place a bet
Make sure the cameras on
I'ma shake the set
Ugh
I got'em sick
Brady in the cut
I'm bound to get nigga sick I can't miss
Cold hearted
I'm running through niggas quick
Most of these nigga act like hoes
They be bitching and throwing fits
But me I just be chilling
Niggas be trying to treat me like the villain
Cuz I get straight to the cash
While I tell you fuck yo feelings
I'm gased up
I'm blowing that loud pack to the ceiling
You blowing on that dirt
I ain't touching what you hitting
Nah really
I'm just tryna get my bank up to the millies
With the gang in the streets
Popping wheelies like we in Philly
Bring the money back home
It feel good to let the fam eat
But you don't think how I think
You don't feel me
If we gon keep it a hunnit my nigga we ain't the same
So just stay in your lane
Came through swerving on the block
Yelling gang shit ain't never gon change
I got money on the way
Bring it through no delay
I got packs on the way
You should know how we play
Yea you may be on your grind but really we ain't the same
And ain't no way to debate it cuz
If we gon keep it a hunnit my nigga we ain't the same
So just stay in your lane
Came through swerving on the block yelling gang
Shit ain't never gon change
I got money on the way
Bring it through no delay
I got plays on the way
You should know how we play
Yea you may be on your grind
But really we ain't the same
And ain't no need to debate it
Cuz nigga we ain't the same