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Lyrics

[Chorus] Momma, I don't wanna lie to you But you can't stomach the shit I do I did it all to make a name And now I have to run away Momma, I don't wanna lie to you I showed the world what I could do And now they know my fucking name This shit will never be the same, be the same, be the same, be the same Be the same, be the same, be the same, be the same Be the same Never [Verse 1] I stepped in the trenches with some mothafuckin' handmade jeans Had these bitches tripping on me like they swallowed LSD I looked in my pockets, it was overflowing hella green Can't talk to you, I'm too busy getting my name in magazines Pitchfork, they be watching me, Needle Drop be watching me All these niggas watching me like films made by Miyazaki Whip all black like Totoro, my bitch bad like Mononoke You don't wanna try me? Last one tried it just got fuckin' choked 2015 them niggas tried to kill me, ain't no fuckin joke Grew up fighting all my life, I x-ray through the fuckin' smoke 2013 my homie had got dropped right up the block From where I lay my head, found out next day and my heart stopped So where I'm from, you talking all that shit, you better mean that That metal leave your ass stuck and we ain't talking freeze tag You brave up on the internet, just know I seen between that My niggas seen you in the flesh, you ran off like you fleabag [Chorus] Momma, I don't wanna lie to you But you can't stomach the shit I do I did it all to make a name And now I have to run away Momma, I don't wanna lie to you I showed the world what I could do And now they know my fucking name This shit will never be the same [Verse 2] Goyard, Goyard, Goyard, Goyard Bitch you know I'm busy, why you steady cyclin' my name? Bitch you know I'm cocky, why you tryna tell me it's the fame? Moving bass in Harlem, watch me make something shake Feeling like I'm Harden, shit's been all outta shape I been gettin' larger and it makes them irate I been surgically distinguishing the real from the fake But I seen the type of shit that'd make your hands shake That'd make ya nerves jump, put your head on a swivel Have you clutching on the burner like a child with his pillow And I been a fast learner so I saw something in you that was itching on my nervousness Shall I continue with the psychoanalytics Or are you gon' stay a hunnid as to why you been pretending? Got a circle full of serpents reminiscent of a prison Just remember it ain't beef if it ain't never been a victim, lil' nigga, what [Outro] But now they know my fuckin' name This shit'll never be the same Be the same, be the same, same But now they know my fuckin' name Shit'll never be the same Be the same