Lyrics Ain't The Same - Seth Bowman feat. Cassius Cain

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This confrontation can cancel your career
Original sound killas on deck!
Classic material
Never ran, never will (we've had enough of this nonsense!)

Sound killah, murder mics
Popping wheelies on a bike
Shopping Heelies in my size, while I hang you up to dry
I'm not concerned too much with my ego
I'm kicked back with shoes up playing bingo
Cherry picking lines right off the fucking vine
Sipping on some wine I'll continue to recline
Thinking about how you never go after a homies ex
Never thought that I would see the day to see it in the flesh
But when I stop and really think it all makes perfect sense
'Cause a narricist will do anything at your expense
I'm done you went and bit the hand that feeds
So done with little bitches and their needs
And I won't ever make the mistake again of ever calling you a friend
And I meant that so go lose your balance somewhere else
Trip and fall on your face with no one willing to help, 'cause

We ain't the same
No we, ain't the same
If you want a name maybe freshen up your game
'Cause you ain't getting nowhere with discretion like that
It's depressing when you're drowning inside of your own raps
No we ain't the same
Surely not the same
If you want a name you should probably change your aim
'Cause you're never getting nowhere just recycling scraps
Yet you can't understand (check, check!)
Why they never run it back (wow!)

No we ain't the same and that's the burden of truth
I do it better than you dawg, yeah and here's the fucking proof
I'm tired of all these little ass rappers in the booth
Ain't nobody give a fuck about they music
Ain't that the truth
I got it in my system, overthrow my opposition
Homie got me on the beat, yeah that's a cold addition
See the shit you did to us you did with no permission
And never even felt bad about it that's some bitch shit!
It ain't complex to see the world you know is ending G
Fur filled it like a prophecy, they call it victimology
Now this is who you are to be
Go 'head and pay me homage G
Quit stalking up my Instagram and get out of my comments, please!
Them 808s ain't climate changing, we ain't time exchanging
Them sloppy flows ain't got my rhyme scheme or combination
You ain't a rapper dawg, this I must confess
This is lyrical buckshot going straight through your chest

We ain't the same
No we, ain't the same
If you want a name maybe freshen up your game
'Cause you ain't getting nowhere with discretion like that
It's depressing when you're drowning inside of your own raps
No we ain't the same
Surely not the same
If you want a name you should probably change your aim
'Cause you're never getting nowhere just recycling scraps
Yet you can't understand why they never run it back (Wow!)
We ain't the same
No we, ain't the same
If you want a name maybe freshen up your game
'Cause you ain't getting nowhere with discretion like that
It's depressing when you're drowning inside of your own raps
No we ain't the same
Surely not the same
If you want a name you should probably change your aim
'Cause you're never getting nowhere just recycling scraps
Yet you can't understand why they never run it back (Wow!)

(Ain't the same no we, ain't the same [bitch