Текст песни SAME THING - KAAMZ

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Girl from Panama
Fall so hard
Ears ring like a register
Fish out water
Feel fresh call me halibut
I don't wanna sing
But I'm down
(Queue SZA)
Been too celibate
Held less sentiment
3 friends that I trust
Rest stay being sus
Most these days if a person walking up
Don't think twice I'mma hit you with that turn and run
Gimme some
Hidden fun
Ahh ahh
Another month
Tanned all week, I'm a Cinnabon
Diamond in the rough, call me Bridgerton
Calling out sick, it's a tummy bug
Evidently Kaam is nothing but
Working too hard
Yet not enough
Not enough, not enough

5'4 figure in the Santa Anita Mall
Everybody try to be in tech or study law
Sacrifice yourself for Mr. Amazon
Get that bag I guess, your life is your job
Oh no
Couldn't be me
My path moves slow
I gotta prove myself I'll grow
Undergrad wasn't all just for show
Never bothered with a Linkedin post
I'm curious 'bout life and the ether
Not trying to measure happiness on a meter
My face in the sink, think I caught a fever
Spent half a year too sick to see her
In my five-seater, behind the wheeler
I reminisce days when I felt like a leader
Now I'm nothing but a sad face with a Jeeter
Oh my God, please free her
Just hit the Pentagon
Smells like bergamot
Liking my scent, that's cedar (yuh)
Caring too much and it's messing me up
I don't deserve, no I destruct
Fears in my head
Like am I enough?
Will I blow up? When will it come?
Trust in your gut
For how many months?
Nobody tells me, time for a punch
Stuck in the same room daily
Courses of action, wasted
Notifications silent, basic
I don't wanna talk, I'm jaded, faded
98 problems copy and pasted
Watching my friends and foes get traded
Switching like jobs that's underpaid
No wonder my follower's list outdated

Full volume turn it up
Girl from Panama
Fall so hard
Ears ring like a register
Fish out water
Feel fresh call me halibut
I don't wanna sing
But I'm down
(Queue SZA)
Been too celibate
Held less sentiment
3 friends that I trust
Rest stay being sus
Most these days if a person walking up
Don't think twice I'mma hit you with that turn and run
Gimme some
Hidden fun
Ahh ahh
Another month
Tanned all week, I'm a Cinnabon
Diamond in the rough, call me Bridgerton
Calling out sick, it's a tummy bug
Evidently, Kaam is nothing but
Working too hard
Yet not enough
Not enough, not enough

I feel like I work from 9-5
And then I just work from 5-9
Same old shirt, petrified
I gotta get outta here
Nobody telling me what to do
I'm losing focus and I'm not amused
I wanna be famous like Warren Hue
But I'm stuck in rut, it's nothing new
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Same same same thing same
Same same same thing same
Same same same thing same