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• Artiste: FattMack
• Titre: Still The Same
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Yeah, Fatt (That might be toxic, don't touch it) Yeah, yeah (Ayy, say, Wicked, what up, man? What up?) Yeah I still remember my first day, I ain't even have no money to pay I'm gon' flex like it's my birthday, I ran it up and I went through pain You did me the worst way, how could I possibly feel the same? Yeah, clutchin' my Glock, I'm still the same, puck in my pocket, I'm still the same And I'm ridin' with a chopper, I'm still the same, fuck them block, I'm still the same Got rich off rap, I'm still the same, nigga, ain't nothin' but these lyrics change Yeah, I always got my Glock, ain't never been shot and I don't wanna feel the pain Pop hella RPs to feel okay, nigga, I really seen the realest change You did me hella wrong, but I'm still okay, I go broke and I bet your love gon' fade I'ma kick the ho out like a sensei, I ain't have it had first, now I'm really paid Buy a big-ass crib, come with a maze (Yeah), life but a dream, now this shit amazing If I had another chance, I would've still did all this shit the same Nigga, I make sure all my killers paid, yeah, if you catch a hat, that's 10K Yeah, I hate how all this money came with fame, but I made it, now look at how shit changed You my baby, you know I adore you, these foreign symbols on my keychain If you want it, you know I'll buy anything, I pop my Percs so I don't go insane I still remember my first day, I ain't even have no money to pay I'm gon' flex like it's my birthday, I ran it up and I went through pain You did me the worst way, how could I possibly feel the same? Yeah, clutchin' my Glock, I'm still the same, puck in my pocket, I'm still the same And I'm ridin' with a chopper, I'm still the same, fuck them block, I'm still the same Got rich off rap, I'm still the same, nigga, ain't nothin' but these lyrics change Yeah, I always got my Glock, ain't never been shot and I don't wanna feel the pain Pop hella RPs to feel okay, nigga, I really seen the realest change When I die, bury me with pills and lean and weed so I can get high and go to Hell When somethin' good happen for me, you never smile, it's like you jealous (Yeah) I keep all my blessings secret like the way I tote my weapon I ride dolo, I don't need you, I seen kings turn into peasants I seen dope boys turn to millionaires (Yeah), I seen kids turn into junkies If I lose all this shit, would you be here? (Yeah) You livin' lavish just because of me I know a nigga live on the streets, he risked his life to serve his country I know a bitch that ain't got shit, buy her some food and she gon' bust it I still remember my first day, I ain't even have no money to pay I'm gon' flex like it's my birthday, I ran it up and I went through pain You did me the worst way, how could I possibly feel the same? Yeah, clutchin' my Glock, I'm still the same, puck in my pocket, I'm still the same And I'm ridin' with a chopper, I'm still the same, fuck them block, I'm still the same Got rich off rap, I'm still the same, nigga, ain't nothin' but these lyrics change Yeah, I always got my Glock, ain't never been shot and I don't wanna feel the pain Pop hella RPs to feel okay, nigga, I really seen the realest change