Same Old Songtext
von Jbeezy.Lfg

Risk it all, bitch, throw the dice, I bet I still win
Labels call, they pay for flights to see they building
Laying pipe and killing mics is what I′m skilled in
Bro, what you skilled in? No job? Go sell some pills then
Can't recruit my family, dude, I ain′t got no real friends
You stand around to watch us work, bro, what's your real plan?
Put so much passion in my verse, that's for my real fans
I′m gon′ use this cash to do my dirt, you use your real hands
When people put you last, they come back worse, so I'm gon′ chill then
Just because they back, you won't be first because they still can′t

Do the same old, same old
Bitch, you can go back where you came, you still the same ho
I been making plays and we done trapped
For days, these still the same clothes
It's the perfect way, my money here to stay, y′all niggas laying close

Haha, yeah, that's just how we coming


You can't just copy my production, my producer′s Russian
Only talk to gang and cousins, can′t do new discussions
I pour a four and I ice the clutch
And I'm too in love with the substance
Can′t have no interruptions, I'm just showing love
Talk about papers, you know I′m trolling, I can't lease the drugs
My bitch′ll shake your fucking hand before she reach for hugs
Peep the dubs, I hope they see we won 'cause they didn't think we was
Built the buzz from loyalty and love, no time to hold a gun

I came up bud, them niggas from the slums
Still′ll keep my gun, making runs, triple up my funds
Text you when I′m done

Y'all be on the, y′all be on the
Same old, same old
Same old, same old
Bitch, you can go back where you came, you still the same ho
I been making plays and we done trapped
For days, these still the same clothes
It's the perfect way, my money here to stay, y′all niggas laying close
Same old, same old
Same old, still the same old bitch

Haha