Aint The Same

What up?

And this one for the blood baby

This one for my blood baby

Yeah

We talking bout last names nigga

I ain't talking bout no gang

Ah

Woo

Disrespect and then projectiles lift 'em up (bang)

Young in a casket, he ain't live enough (nah)

Heard 'em say dying old is a cruel fate

That's why I pour Henny on a Tuesday

Scheming on a foreign like a terrorist recorded (damn)

I ain't even sleep, can't tell if it's the morning (im up))

Police drove by, drug sale getting sorted

Soon to be king of the five borough target

My liver on the last stretch, my lungs been scorching (been scorching)

But fuck it, we the last of the audience (yes)

That remember radio tape recordings

VCRs with the camcorder pointing (ah)

The last of the crack era, last of the baggy jeans

Last of the real my nigga, that's on everything

Sip Henny then we Dutch roll (woo)

Been dope if you must know, busting at a cutthroat

We ain't the same my nigga you know, my nigga you know

I bet a motherfuckah know now

Seen pain that'll break that gangsta code, that gangsta code

Lil' nigga is you tough now?

We'll never change, this is all we know, this is all we know

This is all a nigga know now

Still living for the day, go get that dough, go get that dough

Rude bwoy, real deal, they just copy

Jamaican by birth, Wray & Nephew when im sloppy (yeah)

Poverty is a curse, niggas pray when we nappy (pray)

Fish net tank with a pistol on his body (uh)

Raised by the code, few shooters in the lobby

Dare a nigga to push a fucking button, trigger happy

Natural born activist, my mama was in a fire with matches lit

My daddy had it loaded, we ain't having it

I ain't see that nigga in eighteen years (damn)

Eighteen different ways to fail, eighteen fears

Eighteen ways to hold my tears, I'm still trapped in (trapped in)

But fuck it nigga aiming for a million