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cassive - same energy lyrics

[verse 1]
couldn’t believe it
stabbed in the back i was bleeding
you don’t know what you’re dealing with
til you can’t trust the man that you’re eating with
them n-gg-s change every season
and there ain’t even a reason
these days i don’t see them
now i just cut them off i don’t need ‘em
i really been cutting them ties
now i don’t f-ck with them guys
all of them are still alive
but to me it’s like they all died
sean paul gimme the light
and you know i’m still on my grind
and the bad b’s still wanna flex with us
because my friends with me tonight
my team is… iced out, no stylist
no discussion, we attack
drop locations, where you at
i would travel, cross the map
it’s no lie, it’s all a fact
if you violate my team
you’re getting violated back
try pull up on c-ss
then my dargs pull up and crash
so i wouldn’t do that
cah my guy just got a new wap

[chorus]
now i make moves, but you don’t know the half of it
turned your back on us and now you’re tryna be a part of it
nah, you a enemy, keep that same energy
envious and jealousy, everyone was telling me
ay, i can’t ever change, like this til the end of me
i’m just way too positive, keep your negativity
whoo! feeling spiritual, i don’t know what entered me
feeling spiritual, keep that same energy
same energy, keep that same energy
darg you a enemy, keep that same energy

[verse 2]
free my bruddas in the bin
keep your head up you’re a king
couple of my n-gg-s died
so until we meet again
hit the block and get it in
hit up tony, get a trim
money phoning yet again
on my sony with the sim…
buss a gunshot for the real
i’m just tryna see a mil’
got my n-gg- in the kitchen
with the pyrex he got sk!ll
rock designer up in harrods
cop designer at the till
now she want me to buss inside
and she ain’t even on the pill
so you know what the plans are
late night hit up samantha
and you dun know your boy here a scorpio
so i’m just tryna get with a cancer
but the money comes first no banter
i just wanna see dough like banker
three hoes like santa
f-ck feds, free bro from the handcuffs

- cassive lyrics

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