Same Clothes as Yesterday Songtext
von Dyzzi

Uh
Uh, check

I′m staring at the ceiling
Contemplating, really interrogating
My mind is playing with itself and I ain't masturbating
The system fucked but we sit down and do nothing about it
We make a hashtag but, shit, there ain′t no way around it
So many frustrations building up, it's hurting my mental

I hope that one day I find out this life was just a rental
Maybe I'm wrong for going through all this pain
But let me make it easy, introduce this bullet to my brain, fuck it

We all got issues and, trust me, I keep that shit in mind
I put my issues to the side because I′m on my grind
These frustrations is going on ′cause I'm tryna find
It′s like my name Lil Wop because I be losing my mind
These mental scars on me are not gonna heal
If it was not for anger, I would never know how niggas feel
Niggas' emotions be going in circles like a wheel
Bet they stay steady once we find out we got a deal


Same clothes, man
Uh, it′s just the same clothes from yesterday
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
It's just the same shit, a different day
Uh, check
It′s just the same clothes from yesterday
Uh, verse two? Alright

With me, it's easy to see I've been traumatized
And scrutinized ′cause I′m still living through all these lies
Suicide always got me up thinking

I came a long way from smoking, cutting myself, and drinking
See, my beginnings wasn't good nor bad
We was poor but my mom made sure if I need it then I had

Sent me to school with small lunches in my bag
With five different dudes I temporarily called my dad
Seeing niggas putting they hands on my mama and me
I always noticed that the apple fell far from the tree
My arms was hurt, pulled out a socket and bruised
I was eleven years old but it felt like my life was there to lose
Ain′t have no friends because I lived in the ghetto
Was a easy target 'cause my personality mellow

Got beat up, jumped, my mom said, "What happened to your face?"
In my head, it′s just the same clothes from yesterday


Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
It's just the same clothes from yesterday
Check, check, uh
It′s just the same shit, a different day
Uh, uh
It's just the same clothes from yesterday
Check, check, check, check

See, me, I'm not the type of person to follow
I′m just a light-skinned and nappy-headed kid from Chicago
I be giving advice like the answers in my head
But, still, I do feel as if I am better off dead
Feel like the devil out here coming to get me
Looking at my arms, these cuts is like hundred and fifty

Health conditions got my body and my face looking sickly
Put yourself inside these eleven and a halves, you would run quickly
It′s just a dream to get high as I can, feed all my fam
Never get involved with these scams, damn

Same clothes, same shit, every single day
I pray that I even make it to the month of May
But I'ma leave my future position in God hands

I hope I got my family, friends, and fans
Ain′t even in the game for money or tourneys
Come and take a long ride with me on my lyrical journey

Uh, I said
It's just the same clothes from yesterday
Uh, and it don′t stop, and it don't stop, uh
Uh, this hip-hop, hip-hop, and it don′t stop, uh
Uh, uh, check

To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop
Dibsill, we the real hip-hop
To the hip-hip, the hop, it don't stop
Uh, and I′m out, uh