2 Official - Same Shit New Day

Same shit it's a new day
Niggas sliming down yo block with a blower for your strength
I say aye damn nigga I be covered up in bape
You can not see me nigga 40 on my waist
(Aye thugger) thug belief he just trynna get the keys
For a pussy here's a stick yeah it's right up in my jeans
Margiella steppin all my shoes are foreign bitches step to me
Can't wait until I ice my shit out with them VVs in my teeth

I chase the bag I can not stop it, I want the duffels fuck the wallet
I feel like Roddy I just be ballin, another play the plug be callin
Shorty mad she don't understand me
And she bad but she just a fan of me
I ain't listen what you be telling me
My niggas got me and thats to the death of me
I ain't ever need no bitch
I'm chasing commas
Pussy boy talkin like a snitch
He meet my lama
Thuggin since I was a jhit
And That's on my momma
Ppl say I'm that lil nigga
Bet they start to follow

Hopped on this beat then I jump in a new coupe
Ppl round me know I'm thuggin and I'm that dude
Bitch you watch you feet when I'm stepping in my new shoes
I'm the hottest in the street I think I need a new tool

Wake up and I feel like swaggin onna bitch
New designer so the belt is Gucci print
I see she starin I got polo round my dick
I think she want a taste so I gave her tip

Same shit it's a new day
Niggas sliming down yo block with a blower for your strength
I say aye damn nigga I be covered up in bape
You can not see me nigga 40 on my waist
(Aye thugger) thug belief he just trynna get the keys
For a pussy here's a stick yeah it's right up in my jeans
Margiella steppin all my shoes are foreign bitches step to me
Can't wait until I ice my shit out with them VVs in my teeth

Real is rare I can't be caught up in the mix
Life ain't fair you gon get shot up in this bitch
I pull her hair I break the back up off this bitch
32 shots I feel like magic with the stick

Death before dishonor better watch who you come with
Different swag so don't be jackin all my fits
One of a kind gotta go get it I wanna be rich
I think she mad we can't be laid up you ain't shit

Written by:
Devon Thompson

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