Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Be The Same, artist - 22gz. Date of issue: 21.02.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Never Be The Same |
| Nigga, I done flooded out my chain |
| I got water in my veins, you ain’t never catch a stain |
| Straight up out the gutter where I came |
| I done seen a lot of murders, I could never be the same |
| She know my Amiris full of money |
| I just cashed out on a crib and a whole lot of bling |
| I just put some diamonds in my ring, now I’m sippin' champagne, eatin' steak |
| Was tryna get the pack off in the rain |
| I used to put my mask down for them stains |
| Now I’m sippin' champagne on a plane |
| Was spinnin' in a Civic, I was shootin' out the range |
| Niggas try to take me out the game |
| I got water up in the chain, but I ain’t never been afraid |
| Steppers on my shots, they hold my blick for me |
| Catch a nigga slippin', I ain’t even gotta aim |
| Nigga, I done flooded out my chain |
| I got water in my veins, you ain’t never catch a stain |
| Straight up out the gutter where I came |
| I done seen a lot of murders, I could never be the same |
| She know my Amiris full of money |
| I just cashed out on a crib and a whole lot of bling |
| I just put some diamonds in my ring, now I’m sippin' champagne, eatin' steak |
| Hell fuck nah, we not the same, I be sippin' champagne, gettin' head on a plane |
| Flooded my wrist and my chain, but I’ll still let it bang when it comes to the |
| gang |
| I’m a beast, cannot be tamed, hop out, turn him to a stain |
| Blicky da blicky, I spin on your block, my choppa hold fifty, I’m poppin' at |
| opps |
| I’m always outside while they hide in the house |
| You not 'bout what I’m 'bout, boy, stop runnin' your mouth |
| Pulled up in Suburbans, came through swervin' |
| Fuck the police, we out there, be purgin' |
| My gun got a dick, it’s far from a virgin |
| I never don’t miss, bitch, my aim way too perfect |
| You niggas be clowns, y’all belong in the circus |
| Keep up the show, bitch, I’m closin' the curtains |
| Catch a opp, he gon' bleed, shooters hang out the V |
| Bullet holes in his tee, leave him dead on the street |
| All them snipers, they glee, only if they keep with me |
| Do a hit, then we flee, leave his head by the feet |
| Nigga, I done flooded out my chain |
| I got water in my veins, you ain’t never catch a stain |
| Straight up out the gutter where I came |
| I done seen a lot of murders, I could never be the same |
| She know my Amiris full of money |
| I just cashed out on a crib and a whole lot of bling |
| I just put some diamonds in my ring, now I’m sippin' champagne, eatin' steak |