SAME TEAM

Lyrics
A A We ridin...s When I come thru Bimmer ain't no X When I come thru Porsche ain't no box If I come thru Range ain't no sport Nah, My ex box was a sport On and off-court I put numbers on the board I financed it all, but who keepin' score We talkin' fair pay, I know she good for it All things ain't equal, so fuck it, I pay it forward The irony of growin' up poor is you gotta pay for it Why you think they usin' and sellin' drugs for it Why you think we got up out the hood for it Why you think my n***** got Maybachs for it Pissin' Opus One, pissin' Sassicaia for it I had to fight for it Some of my cousins died for it A lot of R.I.P.'s and free the guys for it My n**** King, still a million-dollar mission for it All my n***** goin' for it yellin' same team (it don't stop) How ya mean, thought ya knew about the team All my n***** goin' for it yellin' same team (it don't stop) How ya mean, thought ya knew about the team All my n***** goin' for it yellin' same team (it don't stop) How ya mean, what ya know about the team She like pull up wit the stick Let it hit I pulled up wit the stick And I hit I pulled up wit the stick And I hit Hate when rappers repeat last line that they said On the low like ground ball Hustle like loose ball Skinny n****, Bankreau bigger than all y'all Skinny n****, had to flex up on all y'all I was a team sport now it's iso ball Went solo on that ass but it's still the same No I never chased fame, it's a two for one thing Everybody think they know me don't know my middle name Everybody yellin' gang gang, ain't gang gang Everything I bring to the game don't show on stat sheets The hood fuck wit me my visits be tax free International Reau, this shit ain't duty-free I'm like, fuck you pay me, like Jay-Z All my n***** goin' for it yellin' same team (it don't stop) How ya mean, thought ya knew about the team All my n***** goin' for it yellin' same team (it don't stop) How ya mean, thought ya knew about the team All my n***** goin' for it yellin' same team (it don't stop) How ya mean, thought ya knew about the team All my n***** goin' for it yellin' same team (it don't stop) How ya mean, what ya know about the team When I come thru Bimmer ain't no X When I come thru Porsche ain't no box If I come thru Range ain't no sport Kids yellin' keylock no steals from the porch
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Credits
- Writers
- Nyrell
- Jerreau