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Neva Been The Same

 

Neva Been The Same


Ay, Juice, lemme know some

If I ever wanted something I would grind for it
New car on my wrist, I put in time for it
Contracts to the streets with no pay involved
I still grab that pen and paper and I sign for it
It's been a minute since I called a sucker fingers itching
And ain't got no passports but my niggas tripping
When what's his name died you ain't never went no mentions
It's safe to say we ain't the same, nigga, you're cripping different
But I got way too much, I will feel embarrassed
My niggas go on and hurt my soul just to see 'em perish
Cover up my scars with these carats when I wear it
It's hard for me to love, I never felt love from parents
Dad was too busy banging like I ain't important
My mom hated me, she said she wish she got abortion
My grandma showed me that she cared, that's why I love her for it
She just became my home, I put in work to pay my mortgage

It will never be the same
All these sunny days really making for the rain
Diamonds and these chains just to cover all my pain
Lost a lotta niggas from my gang, what a shame, yeah
It would never be the same
Got a little change but it ain't really change a thing
Fuck all of this fame, too much stress up on my brain
A lotta blessings came but still somehow I complain,
Yeah, it will never be the same

Long live dirt, pop off Dallas and Danny
I really lost some niggas that I consider my family
And niggas why I always scream out, "Fuck the opps"
It's up with them niggas forever, you understand me?
School of hard knocks, I'm finna cut through the lunch line
Fifty K on gold, why the fuck would I tuck my
Bust, smart, no hesitation he try to touch my
Front line, giving out smoke but ducking one time
The system hella crooked and it's evident
How you gonna try charge a nigga that is innocent
DA try to send me to the pen without no fingerprints
Lucky I pay bands for my lawyer 'cause she did her shit
So much fucked up shit this gang did to me
Street niggas hardly meet, I guess I'm history
They see the way that I'm living, these niggas envy me
I don't think you hearing me

It will never be the same
All these sunny days really making for the rain
Diamonds and these chains just to cover all my pain
Lost a lotta niggas from my gang, what a shame, yeah
It would never be the same
Got a little change but it ain't really change a thing
Fuck all of this fame, too much stress up on my brain
A lotta blessings came but still somehow I complain,
Yeah, it will never be the same

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