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​mike. (mike stud) - ​same old me lyrics

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[intro]
police knocking on my door again (yeah)
you don’t know how i’ma roll again (hey)
i woke up, i’m on a floor again
i don’t know where, i’ma go again (yeah, yeah)

[refrain]
ain’t changed, still the same old me
vvs diamond, got the chain on me
everywhere i’m at, got the gang with me
everywhere i’m at, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
police knocking on my door again (yeah, again)
you don’t know how i’ma roll again (yeah, hey)
i got my dice and i’ma roll again (pour the four again)
me and my homies, tryna roll it again like here we go again

[verse 1]
my shorty looking at me like, “here we go again”
i been highеr than a flight, call ya when i land
i know i’m not living right, that’s the way it is
i don’t do this evеry night, it’s just now and then

[refrain]
ain’t changed, still the same old me
vvs diamond, got the chain on me (yeah, yeah)
everywhere i’m at, got the gang with me
everywhere i’m at, yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 2]
who gives a f+ck ’bout what it was, who i am, not what i was
on the counter is a jug, i got rich while i was buzzed
i got rich off my ideas, most of them come when i’m drunk
it’s a party at the crib, everybody in a, big bag
i’ve been on the roll like alabama (yeah)
ran the tab, run that money up, that money counted (money counted)
you watch me, better watch tv, i don’t want be on camera (on a camera)
you won’t see what i’ma see and i won’t be around (yeah)
all gas, if i’m rolling, when you know what’s up (yeah)
oh yeah, caught a second when i’m going hard (yeah)
on ten, i ain’t going home, i’m going hard (yeah)
on ten, yeah (yeah, yeah)

[bridge]
oh, mm
oh, mm
lot of things changed to the same old, yeah

[verse 3]
lot of things changed to the same old
everywhere i go, i make it bang tho (make it bang tho)
i got another on a way though (yeah, yeah, yeah)
lot of things changed to the same old me (same old)
cop knocking at the door, got a lot but i need more
take a shot like we at war, for this sh+t they can’t afford
in a crib they can’t afford, i don’t care ’bout no award
if i did, i’d be a dub, what the f+ck is an award?
[chorus]
police knocking on my door again (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you don’t know how i’ma roll again (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i got my dice and i’ma roll again (pour the four again)
me and my homie, tryna roll it again like here we go again



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