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youngin’ chriso - same face lyrics

aye i know that’s chriso on them keys

you got my back then i got yours, i’ll be your back brace
they had me and big homie running home just like a track race
they tried to jump us over something that we didn’t say
when i think about it they probably ain’t even like us anyways
ain’t nothing change, people still don’t like me til this day
they don’t gotta like me, i just wanna touch a mill one day
shoutout to my mom and pops, we could’ve had no meals some days
but even when it was looking low, some how they made a way
i wanna tell my lil partners put all them guns away
i ain’t tryna k!ll they vibe, i just don’t wanna see them die today
i don’t wanna see blacks k!lling blacks, we gotta change our ways
cuz it’s still some mothers going through that same pain today, aye

i don’t even wanna rap no more if i can’t see my dawg win
it still hurt me even when my dawg lost his dawg friend
it still can hit home even if we not from the same place
when i saw my unc in that casket he ain’t have the same face
i look at my brothers it’s like we got the same face
and we don’t gang bang, but we still locked in like handshakes
i be checking on shawty, i just wanna make sure that my friend straight
but she know we more than friends, i wanna give that girl last name
i don’t wanna rap
if anything i wanna snap
baby i just wanna make it home and lay my head right on your lap
if i’m hurting rub my back, in other words i know you got my back, aye
getting to the bag, aye
i ain’t did everything right
please forgive me, my bad, aye
i ain’t a bad person
i just wanna stay up
i probably say that too much
but if you want something good enough, you gotta keep in your soul bruh, aye
life get real tough, aye
as long as we don’t give up, aye
never needed fake love
i got way too many real brothers
i got way too many cousins
fell out with some but i still love em, aye
i’m still sliding, i don’t even gotta do the cussing (aye)
i’m just being honest
the process i gotta trust it
even if they hate they gotta love it like twelfth grade right before the summer
they even ain’t see it coming
i ain’t worried bout the numbers
as long as i can get her number
when i have a gitt ima say daddy love you, ima say you gone make it, yeah
i don’t even wanna rap no more if i can’t see my dawg win
it still hurt me even when my dawg lost his dawg friend
it still can hit home even if we not from the same place
when i saw my unc in that casket he ain’t have the same face
i look at my brothers it’s like we got the same face
and we don’t gang bang, but we still locked in like handshakes
i be checking on shawty, i just wanna make sure that my friend straight
but she know we more than friends, i wanna give that girl last name

last name
last name
last name
dawg win
dawg win
dawg win
dawg win
dawg win

- youngin chriso lyrics

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