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Same Clothes As Yesterday (曲目 2) - GoldLink/Ciscero
I show these niggas what I'm worth everyday
I thank Jesus 'cause he keep me blessed man
Niggas get mucked everyday
My people that's gone
'Cause they made me strong
Even though that they hurt everyday
Told my momma I'ma be somebody
But she told me to go to church everyday
I'm makin' things work everyday
I'm gettin' closer to food that's booster flow
I'm wakin' everybody up that's rooster flow
And you ain't I you just broody more
You ain't fly you just rufio
I'm in the backseat of a black jeep
Feelin' classy
Duckin' shots from these niggas wanna trap me ayy
Actin' like they gettin' at me ayy
But all the niggas do is at me ayy
Fly as I'm 'posed to be
Y'all just some hoes to be lines in my holster
I ain't got time to be rhymin' for groceries ayy
Time's been so good to me
I've been in ovaries
Got so many girls like I've been in jodeci ayy
And there's so many relationships

I still ain't as wise as I 'posed to be
Devil be tryin' these rappers and groceries
Man it's crazy how niggas need devil w*****p to keep up
Cheap stuff I'm so 301 Mo my jeans cuffed
I'm still lookin' like I'm a Brooklyn prince
I don't know what I'm on the brink of
I'm doin' rap tours like I'm rookie Vince
My mom had a stroke ten years ago
And she ain't really been cookin' since I tell her

All my niggas stay wildin' in this b**ch
All this b******t happened I still smile through the sh*t
I ain't really really even supposed to be here
They don't want me here but I ain't 'bout to leave here what what what
All my niggas stay wildin' in this b**ch
All this b******t happened I still smile through the sh*t
I ain't really really even supposed to be here
They don't want me here but I ain't 'bout to leave here what what what
I don't give a f**k about sh*t my ni**a

I don't give a f**k about sh*t

I don't give a f**k about sh*t my ni**a

Ridin' 'round and my car's low ni**a what you waitin' for
Big dick in her tonsils yeah I got a big ego hoe
Ridin' 'round and my b**ch high and grip her thighs I might f**k that right
Wildin' out I might make her mine might f**k around I might blow her high
Go kill a ni**a be a real ni**a
Still rock put it for a kill figure
Never trust a hoe 'cause she's gon' f**k whoever feels bigger
See seat to my seat niggas big sonnies he beat niggas
I don't give no f**k now I might just come around start heatin' niggas
F**k you fake a** rap niggas like big Reese might slap niggas
All you niggas my children now but I ain't even 'bout to tax niggas
F**k her ride her passion ayy all talk ain't no action ayy
No no feel no type of way momma said you better pray
For these little d c boys you might get hit with a stray
Congress parked at MLK they'll just give us any day
Man a lot been on my mind like how y'all feel when I die
Everybody gon' cry go head just build my shrine
All my niggas stay wildin' in this b**ch
All this b******t happened I still smile through the sh*t
I ain't really really even supposed to be here
They don't want me here but I ain't 'bout to leave here what what what
All my niggas stay wildin' in this b**ch
All this b******t happened I still smile through the sh*t
I ain't really really even supposed to be here
They don't want me here but I ain't 'bout to leave here what what what
I don't give a f**k about sh*t my ni**a
I don't give a f**k about sh*t

I don't give a f**k about sh*t my ni**a
I don't give a f**k about sh*t my ni**a