Young Gliss
Young Gliss - Same Shit songtekst
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More focus than I ever been Tell them niggas they should let me in Fuck a dang I ain't gotta do that doe I'm good on my dolo yo Something like a logo so Roll that kush, inhale slow And let it be known My niggas ain't watching no My niggas we plotting on that throne So keep your eyes open If not you gonna loose it Put my pride on and for the dollars homie I might spazz out and loose it I'm getting back to the old me It's chris time and I'm kobeing Nigga life ain't a beast yeah Can't kick your feet up can't relax here Mhm, not this year, not this year Cause this si when a nigga declare war Bring them arches to your door For them niggas that doubted And now the young boys screaming encore Nigga hold up, roll up This for my niggas that's countin they green This is for my niggas that smokin them trees Sippin codeine, hallin they lean [Hook] I ain't got no patience, I be smokin while I'm waitin I be rollin while I'm bakin I been smokin on probation But my po she don't know it though Purple sour og drough I smoke until I overdose Smoke until I'm comatose Same shit, different day, same shit different day Same shit, different day, same shit different day Same shit, different day, same shit different day Same shit, different day, same shit different day Same shit, different day, same shit different day More focus than I ever been Fuck that, where the drough at Best in the city list let me hold that So I can take a piss on a nigga know that If I ain't on it then itain't worth shit Fuck beein humble nigga name my twist Try to go hard till we all get rich My high going down, let me light this spliff You say what we on, y'all niggas peons Plus something we can let loose in peon Run laps round y'all niggas for the eon The ends on dance, prom time like I'm deion I'm getting back to the old me It's chris time and I'm kobeing Nigga life ain't a beast yeah Can't kick your feet up can't relax here Mhm, not this year, not this year Cause this si when a nigga declare war Bring them arches to your door For them niggas that doubted And now the young boys screaming encore Nigga hold up, roll up This for my niggas that's countin they green This is for my niggas that smokin them trees Sippin codeine, hallin they lean [Hook] I ain't got no patience, I be smokin while I'm waitin I be rollin while I'm bakin I been smokin on probation But my po she don't know it though Purple sour og drough I smoke until I overdose Smoke until I'm comatose Same shit, different day, same shit different day Same shit, different day, same shit different day Same shit, different day, same shit different day Same shit, different day, same shit different day Same shit, different day, same shit different day