Same Ol S%!t

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Alright, look

Niggas still dyin'

Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, uh

Bitches still lyin'

Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit

Alright, look

Niggas don't live their rhymes

Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, it's just the same ol' shit, alright

Pigs still fly

Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, it's just the same ol' shit

Look, t-to-top of the mornin' to 'em, niggas and niggettes

I get my dick wet

My bitch wet, tryna get my wrist wet, that's diamonds but nevermind it, uh

I'd rather my sales go down like shipwrecks than become one of you pussy niggas lyin'

That's ironic 'cause a pussy the family of lions so y'all can't help it

The struggle you never felt it

The drugs in your raps, you never dealt it

So instead this game got me the Maserati, carry eight Glocks and and six 9's, that lead to free Tekashi

All these 5'5" niggas feelin' taller than stilts

About the money they blowin', they drop a hunnid like Wilt

I just eat reparation for all the hunger I dealt

And pour a fifth of the Henny for all the blood that I spilled, because-

Niggas still dyin'

Same ol shit, uh, same ol shit, uh, same ol shit, alright

Bitches still lyin'

Same ol shit, uh, same ol shit, uh, same ol shit, wait

Niggas don't live their rhymes

Same ol shit, uh, same ol shit, it's just the same ol shit, alright

Pigs still fly

Same ol shit, uh, same ol' shit, it's just the same ol' shit

The livin' truth just how I wrote some shit, visions unfold and shit

Look all this bread that I'm chasin', no I can't loaf on shit

'Cause my dreams saturated

Gotta wear designers for your passion, all that fabrics and you tryna hide your fabrications

But this fabric got me pussy, I'm cuttin' no lacerations

Got her screamin' dig deep

Gotta know ain't shit sweet, but the rooms nigga

I'm in the slide like powder sittin' on brooms nigga

Look I'm so bougie now, don't wanna talk to you niggas

Or you bitches, I hate you and all your rules nigga

You praise stool pigeons, I swear

Tekashi on a stand pointing fingers at all the opps

Ironic some months ago, y'all thought y'all was praisin' a God, it's like-

Niggas get lot

Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, they turn in the same ol' snitch, alright

Bitches still lyin'

Same ol' shit, same ol' shit, it's just the-

Yeah