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mick jenkins - same ol' lyrics

[chorus]
i got b-tches, i got money, i got drugs, i got b-tches
i got b-tches, i got money, i got drugs—yeah, that’s all i hear
yeah, that’s all i hear
i got b-tches, i got money, i got drugs, i got b-tches
i got b-tches, i got money, i got drugs—yeah, that’s all i hear
yeah, that’s all i hear

[verse]
well i got money too
and i got common sense
we all know n-ggas that got guns
i ain’t gonna talk that sh-t my n-gga
i’m on southside
on some parking sh-t my n-gga
we not parallel
on some narcissistic sh-t, i’m taking care of self
i be way too paranoid
i got on my paramore
see it with some brand new eyes
i told you ’bout the perrier
told you you can catch me out in traffic off the mary j
bumping dj ferris getting carried away
i carry thrash on my situations d-mn near every day
writing all my sections with the city like who is he
if that n-gga never keep it that real with me what’s your story
all our sh-t like allegory
if you tell it n-gga told me

- mick jenkins lyrics

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