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same ole shit - deniro farrar lyrics

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[chorus]
i be with the same old clique, same old b-tch
n-ggas getting knocked for the same old brick
i be riding strapped with the same four fifth
n-ggas out here k!lling for the same old sh-t
same old hood, same dope fiend
same old feds do the same old sting
i be in the trap with the pounds of the green
just another lost n-gga with the same old dream

[verse 1: deniro farrar]
buy you a celly, [?]
who gon’ take the charge now everybody fellas
quarter brick of white n-gga come and bust your melon
flush the work down the toilet in the trap then we bailing
[?] on my -ss i done missed another payment
people with the other side shooting where they hanging
brother locked up, plug got hit
i been doing numbers with him and i pray he don’t snitch
same old drama, same baby mama
in my hood, sh-t you either sell dope or you robbing
n-ggas pushed pats cause they sick and tired of starving
bound by the bread they would serve they own mama
same old school, same education
same justice system f-ck the judge cause he’s racist
jail was designed for our kind n-gga face it
got the game from my uncle he a third degree mason
evt b-tches quit the holiday [?], boosting clothes out the mall she just want to feed the baby
never had a job so they labelled me as lazy
but i made more today off a pack than what they paying
and it’s tax free n-gga f-ck is y’all saying?
pistol off safety if it’s up then i’m spraying
same old jay stealing food from the baby just to get another hit man that bullsh-t crazy

[chorus]

[interlude]
and a n-gga’s still lost you know what i’m saying, living in the dark looking for the light
it’s time we get our guns, money, all for getting…

[bridge]
brand new day, same old sh-t
just another hood n-gga trying to get rich
everybody hurting so n-gga jump in [?]
and the plug got bopped, ain’t n0body got sh-t
it’s a brand new day, same old sh-t
just another hood n-gga trying to get rich
everybody hurting so n-gga jump in [?]
and the plug got bopped, ain’t n0body got sh-t

[verse 2: duru tha king]
[?] told me n-gga they gon’ feel ya
cuz you’re living proof
n-gga you a rapper, not a k!ller
boy, that’s what we do
pull up in them rimless
f-ck that talking b-tch, we letting loose
he told me cous’, if you don’t make it out
then what the f-ck we do?
n-gga that’s the word from my big cous’
i ain’t having that
building good relations with my maker
keep my mind on track
i’m a convicted felon
i ain’t showing no weapons
n-gga cause you don’t see them
don’t mean they’re none in my presence
n-gga stay twitter-watching and talking
that don’t impress me
b-tches nothing but k!llers and bosses all in my section
when i get it, i’m bringing that power back to my section
a million dollars we standing on towers up in my section
that’s only love
that’s for my thugs
that’s what it is
that’s in my blood
i promise i never change up
but my surrounding gotta change up

[chorus]
it’s a brand new day, same old sh-t
just another hood n-gga trying to get rich
everybody hurting so n-gga jump in [?]
and the plug got bopped, ain’t n0body got sh-t
it’s a brand new day, same old sh-t
just another hood n-gga trying to get rich
everybody hurting so n-gga jump in [?]
and the plug got bopped, ain’t n0body got sh-t

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