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Yeah, same ol', same ol'
Yeah, same ol', same ol', same ol'
Same ol' shit, different day
Yeah, yeah
Same ol' shit, different day when it come to this business
Used to feel me a way 'bout the gimmicks and games
But that shit just come when you in it
I been backstabbed and crossed by some people I fuck with
But that shit just come when you winnin'
Had a talk backstage with OG from my way
He said, "Reez, that ain't me, it's just gimmicks"
Huh, same shit, different day, my nigga
Catch Reez walkin' back a shot, I swear, no way, my nigga
Yeah, through me being honest in therapy, sometimes I wonder
Would I see it different with a different come up? Explain
Most niggas that enter this business been hisses, delinquent
A whole lot of cap and fake love in they speeches
They felt it up close, the presence, they seen it
Creative at heart, but the moral's they weakness
I enter way later, a man of my stature
My homies my backbone, foundation ain't fragile
I hustle and jump way ahead, kinda rapid
But did it off truth and a hustle and passion
If I say I fuck with you, I mean it
I ain't say that shit for no captions
I ain't say that shit for no pictures or videos
Nothin' to gain me no status
I know some niggas ain't livin' right
I mean some shit that'll fuck you up drastic
If my soul don't agree with they ways, then I cut 'em
But see niggas stick around long as they crackin'
Then truckin' like
Same ol' shit, different day when it come to this business
Used to take it personal when people hurt you
But that shit just come when you winnin'
She told me she usually don't fuck with no rappers
But tell by my ways that I'm different
I make an exception, ain't trippin'
But that shit just come when you winnin'
Huh, that shit just come when you spinnin'
She used to strip, saw Cardi B get it
And now she developed a vision
She got the attitude facin' her body
So all that she missin' is writtens
So she fuckin' a A&R nigga
In hopes that one day he'll put her in position
Drugs and threesomes, whatever gon' keep his attention
Whatever gon' lead to commission
Whatever gon' keep her away from that dreadful nine-to-five sentence
Slicin' and certain incision, moldin' to make her look different
He get tired of her and ditch her
He found someone younger that look more exquisite
But it's same shit every day when it come to this business
She told me the story at Joey's
I ordered the crab cakes, wings, and liquor
I asked what she want, she said, "Nothin'"
I'm countin' my calories, watchin' this figure
Then an hour later, half on shots of the '42
Ready to talk about business
Maybe tryna make me the next A&R or somethin', I don't know
But I'm not surprised
It's the same shit every day when it come to this business
Soul