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we ain't the same - dizzy wright & demrick lyrics

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[intro: producer tag]
dj hoppa

[chorus: demrick]
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
hard work on my pay stub
still ride with my day ones
you don’t know where you came from
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
you need chasers for flavored ciroc
we be drinking triple henny shots
vip bottles ’round the clock
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
y’all be smoking that mid*grade
same sh*t i got fifth grade
and you’re still begging for a hit, man
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
i been running around with them og’s
you been getting down on both knees
tryna make a name in this industry
(b*tch we ain’t the same)

[verse 1: demrick]
i never been the type to f*ck with that overnight hype
michael bay here today, gone tomorrow
trying to borrow someone else’s drip just to get a hit
sh*t don’t exist it’s not on my list
i’m in the top tier, b*tch i’m locked in
hit the stage, rage, get it poppin’
way i serve the crowd i could bartend
this is god’s hands holding mics here
f*ck around and lose your life here
this a man’s world, you need a high chair
boy it’s quite clear that (b*tch we ain’t the same)
and we never will be
i represent for the [?] filthy
you got purple hair and you shop at tilly’s
n*gga pop a pilly, started talking silly
i ain’t gotta stop you, you’re your own achilles
i can give a sh*t really, go get your millies
just know i get mine too
i eat a cloud rapper like some thai food
then give this b*tch a quick run through
now the gatekeepers let me run loose
tell me who the f*ck you gon’ run to
check one, two
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
i been at it for years
getting this paper, respected by peers
you faking you’re gangsta, you tatted your tears
you hollow inside, boy you living in fear
d*mn, yeah
i see what you see when you look in the mirror
taking them drugs hoping it all disappear but it’s still clear
[chorus: demrick]
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
hard work on my pay stub
still ride with my day ones
you don’t know where you came from
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
you need chasers for flavored ciroc
we be drinking triple henny shots
vip bottles ’round the clock
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
y’all be smoking that mid*grade
same sh*t i got fifth grade
and you’re still begging for a hit, man
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
i been running around with them og’s
you been getting down on both knees
tryna make a name in this industry
(b*tch we ain’t the same)

[verse 2: dizzy wright]
triple henny shots and double cups
big ass tour bus is swerving up
y’all don’t travel around the world enough
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
they see the show and show the merch table love
all of this without a label, bruh
only kings and gods is how they label us
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
me and demrick and hoppa stay locked in
made a half of mil in my low top vans
you can’t tell me that this is not god’s plan
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
had my strain four years strong
never doubted myself or the fear’s gone
you can’t through your stages of beer pong
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
we working hard to get the tv love
but we don’t trust corrupted media
look around, anything can be a drug
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
don’t even like to conversate with cops
appreciate your freedom when your brother’s locked
ten toes down, laces double knot
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
i’m in a different country making people move
with pretty b*tches cooking vegan food
trying to follow all the doctor [?] rules
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
f*ck your b*tch and come back for a second round
you a b*tch, i could tell you was never down
let ’em tell it, they’ll say that i’m a legend now
(b*tch we ain’t the same)
[outro]
when cheech and i traveled, we got caught all the time with weed, man

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