Текст песни Not the Same (feat. GPie) - Mak11

Running up them riches
Fucking up a bag
Double cups we sipping
Drunk or on a wave
Shawty sucking dick
Busting on her face
Jumping out the whip
Youngins want the Wraith
Fronting round the clique
Son you must be brave
If buddy talking shit
We put em in the grave
Want a bust down on the wrist
That come from Johnny Dang
All them drugs done got us lit
Boy we just not the same

We not the same
I'm high as fuck
Like smoking bong hits on a plane
Don't try your luck
You broke we profit with the gang
Boy I'm the one
You know I'm popping in this thang
The one to watch
They hope I stop it what a shame
They ain't popular they lame
Kid been hot just like a flame
Getting guap but fuck the banks
In the fog but meant for fame
With the squad we in our lane
Hit my broad up give me brain
Still got a lock up on the game, bitch
They gawk when I walk in
If them ops get to talking
Imma knock on they noggins
Drop em in coffins
They got the ball imma block it
Should cop me a rocket for pocket use
The glock imma cock it
Your thot she be stalking
A boss in the office
I'm on my shit constant
They lost in the sauce
But they ain't got no food

Running up them riches
Fucking up a bag
Double cups we sipping
Drunk or on a wave
Shawty sucking dick
Busting on her face
Jumping out the whip
Youngins want the Wraith
Fronting round the clique
Son you must be brave
If buddy talking shit
We put em in the grave
Want a bust down on the wrist
That come from Johnny Dang
All them drugs done got us lit
Boy we just not the same

Why you dissing on me?
Bitch you fuck with police
Way you moving like that
Man it's time to fucking leave
Got the dope, it's on me
Bag secured under the seat
And I got a five pack man
It's in my fucking jeans
What the fuck do you mean?
Roll around with your team?
Man you ain't about shit
I'll show you what I mean
Fuck your slut make her scream
Panties down to her feet
I'm just rolling off a bean
36 Mg
Not the same we on some shit
You fuckers lame I'm moving zips
I take your chain and snap it quick
We're not comparable lil bitch
I got demons in my head
And they tell me what to say
Free my homie that be locked up
He just caught another case (Free JSY)

Running up them riches
Fucking up a bag
Double cups we sipping
Drunk or on a wave
Shawty sucking dick
Busting on her face
Jumping out the whip
Youngins want the Wraith
Fronting round the clique
Son you must be brave
If buddy talking shit
We put em in the grave
Want a bust down on the wrist
That come from Johnny Dang
All them drugs done got us lit
Boy we just not the same