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reason - same ol shit lyrics

[intro]
yeah
yeah, yeah
alright, look

[chorus]
n-ggas still dyin’
same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, uh
b-tches still lyin’
same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t
alright, look
n-ggas don’t live their rhymes
same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, it’s just the same ol sh-t
pigs still fly
same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, it’s just the same ol sh-t

[verse 1]
look
t-to-top of the mornin’ to ’em
n-ggas and nuggets
i get my d-ck wet
my b-tch wet, tryna get my wrist wet
that’s diamonds but nevermind it, uh
i’d rather my sales go down like shipwrecks than become one of you p-ssy n-ggas lyin’
that’s ironic ’cause a p-ssy the family of [?] so y’all can’t help it
the struggle you never felt it
the drugs in your raps, you never dealt it
so instead this game got me the maserati, carry eight glocks and and six 9’s, that lead to free tekashi
all these 5’5″ n-ggas feelin’ taller than [?]
about the money they blowin’, they drop a hunnid like whip
i just eat reparation for all the hunger i dealt
and pour a fifth of the henny for the blood that i spilled, because-

[chorus]
n-ggas still dyin’
same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, alright
b-tches still lyin’
same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, wait
n-ggas don’t live their rhymes
same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, it’s just the same ol sh-t, alright
pigs still fly
same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, it’s just the same ol sh-t

[verse 2]
the livin’ truth just how i wrote some sh-t
visions unfold and sh-t
look all this bread that i’m chasin’, no i can’t loaf on sh-t
’cause my dreams saturated
gotta wear designers for your p-ssion, all that fabrics and you tryna hide your fabrications
but this fabric got me p-ssy, i’m cuttin’ no lacerations
got her screamin’ “dig deep”
gotta know ain’t sh-t sweet
but the [?] n-gga
i’m in the slide like powder sittin’ on [?] n-gga
look i’m so bougie now, don’t wanna talk to you n-ggas
or you b-tches, i hate you and all your rules n-gga
you praise two pigeons, i swear
tekashi on a stand pointing fingers at all the opps
ironic some months ago, y’all [?] praisin’ a god, it’s like-

[chorus]
n-ggas get lot
same ol sh-t, uh, same ol sh-t, they turn in the same ol snitch, alright
b-tches still lyin’
same ol sh-t, same ol sh-t, it’s just the-
yeah

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