Same One ft. R$m Mack Lyrics

Ay, Yonzo, turn up on they ass

Man, it's always them niggas in the barbershop talkin' bout

Buck ain't this, Buck ain't that, HBK ain't no shit

Them niggas don't be doin' shit out here

Niggas, shut the fuck up

Y'all niggas ain't know shit

Y'all know what these niggas be doin'

The fuck, that nigga

You know that nigga be with Lando

You know that nigga was on military probation for shit

I don't know how long, nigga

If I hear another nigga talk about the heartbreaker, nigga

it's up for y'all niggas

Bitch-ass niggas

Ha-ha-ha

See, you was my dog, and now you the law

but, bitch, I'm the same lil' nigga

When I switch my lane and got me some change

you know I ain't change, lil' nigga

Just watch how you talk, cause, bitch, I'm a boss

You hang around fake lil' niggas

You say you a thug, and, bitch, you got slugs

What happen when your boys ain't with you

That boy play with me, I'ma show his ass

Put his name on a shirt, now that boy got a clothing brand

I just fucked a thot, but she say she don't love the man

Know that she lyin', but I do not give a damn

I hit her up, now he look like he off of Xan

Blick made him dance, so that boy ain't no running man

Blick made him dance, so that boy ain't no running man

This ain't no heartbreak diss

This just some heartbreak sense

And if boy can't say you was, then you ain't heartbreak shit

If it's a problem, we can solve it

Tell him, suck my dick

I heard you like the bully niggas

Boy, where that ain't diss

I don't need a perk when I turn up

Sippin' Henny, and now I'ma burn up

They say I'm bipolar, my neck be on froze

But, nigga, he hot like he Shmurda

I don't need a perk when I turn up

Sippin' Henny, and now I'ma burn up

They say I'm bipolar, my neck be on froze

But, nigga, he hot like he Shmurda

See, you was my dog, and now you the law

But, bitch, I'm the same lil' nigga

When I switch my lane and got me some change

You know I ain't change, lil' nigga

Just watch how you talk, cause, bitch, I'm a boss

You hang around fake lil' niggas

You say you a thug, and, bitch, you got slugs

What happen when your boys ain't with you

What happen when your boys ain't with you

I heard that you be snappin' like a picture

And that forty get to clappin' like a stripper

Fuck niggas better check my credentials

We dem boys hop out, big body Benzies

Pre-heat seats in the guts, that's essential

Bitch, I bought it, nah, this ain't a rental

You done changed, I'm the same lil' nigga

Mack