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点击复制Same 24 - Fivio Foreign/Meek Mill
Lyrics by：Fivio Foreign/Cristian Dejesus Tejada
Composed by：Fivio Foreign/Cristian Dejesus Tejada
Produced by：Lala/Saint Cardona
Yeah
If everybody demons I'ma call this
How I get rich off of a skill that I taught myself
I remember when I couldn't even afford this belt
I ain't had the best drip but I wore it well
Yeah I brought that pain with me
I'd rather sleep alone than
Have the wrong ***** layin' with me
Different walks of life
But niggas is from the same city
I take him out the game for good
That keep on playin' with me
I been through all type of
Fake friends new opps the wrong type of
Goin' live ShadeRoom I lost likes and
I got famous friends died I lost life to this
And everybody actin' funny
Always get mad when I tell 'em that they actin' funny
And they gon' hate me with their
Soul but they gon' ask for money
And when I tell 'em niggas
No they say I'm actin' funny
Like I don't know the real truth
Like I don't know the
That I survived would've killed you
I got rich but when I was broke
I was on them pills too
To walk a mile in my feet you had to steal shoes
We got the same twenty-four hours
Why what's mine gotta be ours
Talkin' 'bout need help I was
But I rose out of the dirt give me my flowers
I see you hatin' just admit it
How you playin' victim to a crime that you committed
How you mad about a life that you ain't livin'
And how you tell me how to spend
A bag that you ain't gettin'
Even my family couldn't stand me
I feel like only Instagram understand me
They kill me in they raps
But I don't believe the cap
'Cause every time I'm out
I'm never hidin' where I'm at
And they be talkin' crazy every day behind my back
But every time I see 'em always give me dap
Can I live
All that stupid I did
I iced out the gang before I iced out my kids
I packed out a show before I packed out my fridge
And they sayin' they need more
That's some disrespectful
Like I pay the rent
How you put my bags out and
I brought you back in my life
How you want me back out the crib
I'm tryna be a good
Why you wanna spazz out and glitch
Actin' like it's nothin'
I don't just pass out this gift
Yeah yeah this what I waited for
Huh
To get money and get hated more
Everybody I thought loved me is wagin' war
If I knew this what it was
I'd have been stayin' poor
Stayin' poor stayin' poor stayin' poor
If I knew this what it was
I'd have been stayin' poor
If I knew this what it was
I'd have been sayin' more
If I thought it was a game
I would've been playin' more
I'm really hot 'cause I grew
Up without the fan on
I'm really 'bout to pull my
Glock out on the landlord
I'm really like that tell
My mama we ain't stayin' poor
I feel like the goat
Every single time I cut that Lamb' on
Urn be on my dresser since
He was present on my standoffs
My granny house a mil'
She ain't even know I could rap my a*s off
You me I was super broke
I took that cast off
Started sellin' work you hit this
You probably blast off
Auntie she got seven homies
Three and I still passed off
Knowin' she won't pay me
But I'm knowin' I'm a rap star
Switchy on they block got
Niggas runnin' like they track stars
You spin too many times
We drill your whip up like it's Nascar
Ff-ff-ff shoot your up on the dashboard
My youngin' tryna crash and he
Can't wait to go on this crash course
Ff-ff-ff shoot your up
On the dashboard
My youngin' tryna crash and he
Can't wait to go on this crash course
Huh Fivio Foreign Meek Mills
Viral
Moral of the story though
I got no sympathy for you
Yeah
Oh yeah when you you pick a side too
Ha you
And when you pick a side stay there
You know what time I'm on you know my side
My side my side