Same Shit Lyrics

Hombre made the beat dammit!

Tyler called my phone today, finna set up shop

Aye I won't forget the nights when I was stressing in this bitch

I can't forget the night they told me Dreoo had got hit

Fast forward now I'm riding foreign in this bitch

Whole team solid still ain't fucking with a snitch

I'm on my own shit I'm only out here tryna get rich

Moving different now and I ain't worried bout a bitch

I need some new money every time my palm itch

I'm coming for that Benz and that crib and that kit

Aye, you wanna boss up nigga gotta take a risk

No risk, no reward, been said that shit

Aye I'm really too turnt up me and Hombre did this shit

A thousand plays in my first week a nigga lit

Man these niggas just talking they be capping in this bitch

A nigga touch one of mine get active in this bitch

Aye you run up on me get clapped and that's it

Really a producer I just started rapping shit

Aye a young nigga lit bitch we in a different class

Ain't even got no opps, all them niggas in the past

My niece nine months got more money then yo ass

Let a nigga touch a hair he gone turn to ash

Don't even be speeding but for racks I do the dash

Bernard son nigga I could only speak the facts

Ain't never shot a gun once, nigga you cap

When I'm in traffic know that bitch on my lap

Aye this bitch luxury don't even use a GPS

I'm waiting on the day I get a million dollar text

I'm a real nigga no, I ain't worried bout yo ex

I been making beats for ten years where is my respect?

In five years I'ma be at the top, what I expect

Blowing all this za hell nah I ain't stressed

Same shit, if you run up nigga you gone get stretched

Bitch I'm trying to get paradise, bitch you know the rest