Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Same Ol Shit, artist - Reason. Date of issue: 05.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Same Ol Shit |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Alright, look, niggas still dyin' |
| Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, uh |
| Bitches still lyin' |
| Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit |
| Alright, look, niggas don’t live their rhymes |
| Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, it’s just the same ol' shit, alright |
| Pigs still fly |
| Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, it’s just the same ol' shit |
| T-t-top of the mornin' to all niggas and niggettes, I get my dick wet |
| My bitch wet, tryna get my wrist wet, that’s diamonds, but never mind it, uh |
| I’d rather my sales go down like shipwrecks than become one of you pussy niggas |
| lyin' |
| That’s ironic 'cause a pussy the family of lions, so y’all can’t help it |
| The struggle, you never felt it |
| The drugs in your raps, you never dealt it |
| So instead this 'caine got me the Maserati |
| Carry eight Glocks and six nines that lead to free Tekashi |
| All these 5'5″ niggas feelin' taller than stilts |
| About the money they blowin', they drop a hundred like Wilt |
| I just eat reparation for all the hunger I dealt |
| And pour a fifth of the Henny for all the blood that done spilled, because |
| Niggas still dyin' |
| Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, alright |
| Bitches still lyin' |
| Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, wait |
| Niggas don’t live their rhymes |
| Same ol' shit, uh, same ol' shit, it’s just the same ol' shit, alright |
| Pigs still fly |
| Same ol shit, uh, same ol' shit, it’s just the same ol' shit |
| The livin' truth just how I wrote some shit, visions unfold and shit |
| Look all this bread that I’m chasin', no I can’t loaf on shit |
| 'Cause my dreams saturated |
| Gotta wear designer for your passion |
| All that fabric, see you tryna hide your fabrications |
| But this fabric got me pussy, I’m cuttin', no lacerations |
| Got her screamin', «Dig deep» |
| Gotta know ain’t shit sweet, but the rooms, nigga |
| I’m in her slide like powder sittin' on brooms, nigga |
| Look I’m so bougie now, don’t wanna talk to you niggas |
| Or you bitches, I hate you and all your rules, nigga |
| You praise stool pigeons, I swear |
| Tekashi on the stand pointing fingers at all the opps |
| Ironic some months ago, y’all thought y’all was praisin' a god, it’s like |
| Niggas get locked |
| Same ol' shit, same ol' shit, they turn to same ol' snitch, alright |
| Bitches still lyin' |
| The same ol' shit, same ol' shit, it’s just the, yeah |