Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Same Ones, artist - Jay Fizzle.
Date of issue: 15.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Same Ones |
Man the same niggas hatin' callin' your phone every day |
And the same bitches fuckin' prayin' that you catch a case |
That ain’t your nigga ‘til you dead and gone |
That ain’t your bitch ‘til you dead and gone |
Man the same niggas hatin' callin' your phone every day |
And the same bitches fuckin' prayin' that you catch a case |
That ain’t your nigga ‘til you dead and gone |
That ain’t your bitch ‘til you dead and gone |
Once you’re dead and gone everybody love you |
When you alive that’s when a nigga swear he hate you |
My cousin on the run and now he facing cases |
Cause these bitches can’t stay in they fuckin' places |
When you doing good that’s when they start hating |
My nigga got shot, man I hate that he ain’t make it |
Went to church the other day ‘cause I couldn’t take it |
All my niggas out here dyin' and catching cases |
One love to all the bitches who never traded on me |
One love to all the real niggas forever homie |
If you my nigga we gon' fire together |
Fuck it, if you my nigga we gon' die together |
Man the same niggas hatin' callin' your phone every day |
And the same bitches fuckin' prayin' that you catch a case |
That ain’t your nigga ‘til you dead and gone |
That ain’t your bitch ‘til you dead and gone |
Man the same niggas hatin' callin' your phone every day |
And the same bitches fuckin' prayin' that you catch a case |
That ain’t your nigga ‘til you dead and gone |
That ain’t your bitch ‘til you dead and gone |
You can’t trust your fam, you can’t trust nobody |
Cause your fam’ll be the one to cross you out |
I can’t get along with my own damn mama |
That’s why these bitches I’m doggin' now |
I showed my lil brother the plug and he crossed me out |
Now he up and we ain’t even really talking now |
Seen him last week and next day how he actin' out |
He just looked at me crazy like what I’m talkin' ‘bout? |
That ain’t your nigga ‘til you dead, that ain’t your bitch ‘til you dead |
She just want you ‘cause you up and now you got the bread |
I’m just tellin' you what is real |
I’m just tellin' you how it is |
Man the same niggas hatin' callin' your phone every day |
And the same bitches fuckin' prayin' that you catch a case |
That ain’t your nigga ‘til you dead and gone |
That ain’t your bitch ‘til you dead and gone |
Man the same niggas hatin' callin' your phone every day |
And the same bitches fuckin' prayin' that you catch a case |
That ain’t your nigga ‘til you dead and gone |
That ain’t your bitch ‘til you dead and gone |