Not The Same (2024 Remastered)

LOE Shimmy - Rap, In English
Not The Same (2024 Remastered)
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Duration: 2:32
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[Intro] (Yarri) (Ayy, who made that shit, nigga? Foolio) [Chorus] Me and these niggas, we are not the same I got arthritis in my neck from all these diamond chains I'm tryna get off twenty P's, ain't never need no fame Back then was flippin' stolos, pokin' windows, catchin' stains Ain't stoppin' 'til I get some payback, they gon' feel my pain Now when I pull up in that Maybach, bitches scream my name They tryna take pictures with me, I told Sosa, "Hold my switchy" I still got licks for Whitney, Gallery that, this ain't no Fendi [Verse] Fucked her once, she said she miss me Tryna go Patek or Richie, up this stick for tryna blitz me Zombie Land, I got that Benz truck baby bluе, this shit for Nipsey Niggas talkin' 'bout motion, I upload a hundred, pleasе don't tempt me Want some P's, then meet at Denny's, pussy niggas hatin', envy Ridin' 'round, pass my dirty semi From trappin' out that old Corolla, pullin' up in Bentley Spinnin' Benz and walkin' down, it fucked me up real mentally Niggas broke, they talkin' down, they wanna put an end to me Uh, uh, uh I need razors for these cookies, I need bags, you tryna book me I went broke and robbed the bookie Ain't give me a chance, they left me in the rain and overlooked me I don't understand, these niggas chasin' fame instead of money I'm tryna run up chicken, drop that bag and get 'em missin' I'm tryna peace suspicion, please don't come around me whisperin' These pussies must not listen, told 'em they gon' die for dissin' These Perkies got me itchin', sober when I'm corner bendin', uh Don't come around me broke, that's so offendin' I'm in the mirror lookin' at my pendant And you can't name a nigga over me, I'm Big Lieutenant These niggas talkin' 'bout they up a brick, I been done did it I'm in that Scat Pack, ridin' with baby AR automatic I sent some bubba to Leaf full house, call me once he grab it I was broke as fuck, I put it in they face and let 'em have it I know they don't want no static Shit get tragic, run up, bag it, we the ones that's causin' havoc [Chorus] Me and these niggas, we are not the same I got arthritis in my neck from all these diamond chains I'm tryna get off twenty P's, ain't never need no fame Back then was flippin' stolos, pokin' windows, catchin' stains Ain't stoppin' 'til I get some payback, they gon' feel my pain Now when I pull up in that Maybach, bitches scream my name They tryna take pictures with me, I told Sosa, "Hold my switchy" I still got licks for Whitney, Gallery that, this ain't no Fendi
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