Shi'Naz - Same Niggas (feat. Pray4Neno)
I don't got shit to proveI already know the truth
Bitch I know myself
Hype ass niggas please control yourself
Instead of worrying about shit that you can't control
It's like I really gotta let these mufuckas know
Y'all can't hold me
Please don't refer to me as bro
We're not homies
Ice cold blood in my veins
We're not the same
Y'all niggas make believe
I make believers
Niggas couldn't make the team and couldn't beat us
Y'all already know
Same nigga that you probably seen in photos
I was getting to it dirty so I had to get low
Still clean when I'm on road though
Thousand dollar fits but you won't know
A pair of fly kicks like I been in the dojo
Now I should throw a pic like I'm Tony Romo
'Bout to go tell Nnamdi he should get the go pro
And snap like I do on tracks
You know the flow is an issue
In fact, these songs are like journal entries
My life is a journey
I bring you with me
But then we adjourn when I need to vent
So I could sojourn where the music went
And burn down the studio
So much heat, can I handle the pressure
I remember I was doing labs during finals week to give the professor
After, I would head right to the lab
Pull up to Burnside Ave while a cyph was in session
High life with the bredrens
Big head spliffs highlighted the semester
I was taking hits with my mind on the cheddar
And we was making hits so convinced we was next up
If only we knew better
Now we do
It's over for you niggas
In time we gon' feast 'til dudes fed up
And that's to whoever ain't with us
God willin', really came up with the same niggas
Really came up with the same niggas
I remember who was putting in pain with us
Last time I checked, they was jackin' the flex
And my new flow 'bout to put you back into debt
Black boy magic
Came with some perks
They granted me all access
Too good with math
Think this year I'm doing taxes
Spin the block, put the whole world on axis
We all gettin' active
I remember it was me and Z and Juice
I recruiting them bitches by the group
I remember niggas tried to keep me out the loop
Now the fools want me to play nice and follow rules
It really ain't a game, and I don't know how to lose
Remember I used to have scuffs in my shoes
That was back when I had the Omar Epps fade
Now it's years laters and I still got the juice
Yeah
Water on me too. Got my skin looking clean
Pull up in a foreign with the grill lookin' mean
I just know I gotta bring it home for the team
Slide through Baychester
Big stepper
Hot boy with a temper
Plug fronted me a ting 'cause I made extra
Just know I really mean pressure when I say pressure
Yeah
If only we knew better
Now we do
It's over for you niggas
In time we gon' feast 'til dudes fed up
And that's to whoever ain't with us
God willin', really came up with the same niggas
If only we knew better
Now we do
It's over for you niggas
In time we gon' feast 'til dudes fed up
And that's to whoever ain't with us
God willin', really came up with the same niggas
Written by:
Chinazaekpere Ubozoh, Dkyle Bachelor
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