Aint The Same ft. Ronnie Bleu Lyrics

I had to boss up took a minute

I took some losses now I'm winning

Nigga been sauced up since beginning

I bought the whole whip I ain't rent it

I keep the chopper its extended

Got niggas locked up life sentence

I got yo bitch over ima bend it

I kick her out whenever we finish

We ain't the same

We don't be playing no games

Bitches be screaming our names

I'm in the coupe

You know I'm swerving the lane

I just had chopped off the brain

I'm not a slave

But i got whip and a chain

I walk in the club make it rain

I keep a flame

No i can't go for nun strange

Ima go out with a bang yea

Ima go out with a bang

I cannot go for no strange

Young nigga straight from the bottom

Nigga play dumb then you know we gone off him

Fuck up that shit we ain't doing no talking

I gave her dick now the bitch she be stalking

Remember them days i was broke I was walking

Fuck nigga play he get put in a coffin

I'm from the gutta i learned how to hustle

Remember them days that my mom used to struggle

I had to get this shit straight out the mud

I had to get this shit straight off the muscle

Young nigga straight from the gutta

They know that I'm with it

These fuck niggas acting like bitches

I'm on the block posted up in them trenches

I aim with precise no i don't do no missing

I got these bitches they coming in two's

Hundred racks ima spend it in blues

Bad bitch

Put her in Jimmy Choo's

Crashing out

We got nothing to lose

Hella diamonds VVS' they shining

Where the opps

Know them niggas been hiding

Send the Addy and you know that we sliding

Fucked the bitch

Without even trying

I had to boss up took a minute

I took some losses now I'm winning

Nigga been sauced up since beginning

I bought the whole whip I ain't rent it

I keep the chopper its extended

Got niggas locked up life sentence

I got yo bitch over ima bend it

I kick her out whenever we finish

We ain't the same

We don't be playing no games

Bitches be screaming our names

I'm in the coupe

You know I'm swerving the lane

I just had chopped off the brain

I'm not a slave

But i got whip and a chain

I walk in the club make it rain

I keep a flame

No I can't go for nun strange

Ima go out with a bang yea

Bitch I'm the man

I walk in magic with bands

She doing a stand on her hands yea

22 grand all I could fit in the pants

I cooled off my wrist like a fan yea

I been knew I was the man

Since I was in box in the sand yea

I got that 223 on me

I smoke the most exclusive weed

I get good prices they be cheap

Track hawk yea I bought the jeep

I got red bottoms on feet

No my fashion don't be cheap

Bad bitches i got a fleet

And they always be on fleek

They all vegans don't eat meat

Passed the test and I ain't cheat

I had to boss up took a minute

I took some losses now I'm winning

Nigga been sauced up since beginning

I bought the whole whip I ain't rent it

I keep the chopper its extended

Got niggas locked up life sentence

I got yo bitch over ima bend it

I kick her out whenever we finish