Never Be The Same

(album: Beach House - 2012)

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Now I done seen a lot of things
Know the trouble the money and fame brings
This time I swear it's different, I'm in the right place
I know I'm in the right place
Some niggas hated on me
Some bitches never looked my way
Now that I made it, homie
There's some things that'll never be the same
Some things will never be the same
Shouldn't have let me get no money
Some things will never be the same
Now things will never be the same
Shit, I been had bitches, and they don't never look the same
What the fuck these niggas sayin'?
Some things will never be the same
What the fuck these niggas sayin'?
Some things will never be the same, yeah

Progress is the concept, so let me flex
My old hoes 'bout that nonsense, I just let 'em text
Even one-night stands get forever set
So do they homegirls, sisters and whoever next, I'm sorry
The world may change
But some things stay the same, they stay classic like Atari
Fuck them bitch niggas that was actin bitch nigga
See me with my side ho, and told my main bitch, nigga
You's a bitch nigga
And now we in the club, gon' and fuck it up
And you a huge fan, tryna introduce yo fam
Taking flicks for Instagram, you more sketchier than drawings
Can't be round' all niggas balling
Like liquor and alcoholics, weed and look whatcu-mah-call-it
Hater, I wouldn't made it thinking bout you
Now I don't ever think about you
We have nothing to think about

Now I done seen a lot of things
Know the trouble the money and fame brings
This time I swear it's different, I'm in the right place
I know I'm in the right place
Some niggas hated on me
Some bitches never looked my way
Now that I made it, homie
There's some things that'll never be the same
Some things will never be the same
Shouldn't have let me get no money
Some things will never be the same
Now things will never be the same
Shit, I been had bitches, and they don't never look the same
What the fuck these niggas sayin'?
Some things will never be the same
What the fuck these niggas sayin'?
Some things will never be the same, yeah

[Jay Rock:]
Uhh, look at the man in the mirror
It gets tougher to watch when it's yourself you've got a fear of
Plus you surrounded by niggas hating
You see it all in they eyes, it makes you wanna fuck some shit up
Tryna make it up out the ghetto
The block is like the Olympics, we walk around with our metals
On the grind for the cheddar, so fuck them hoes, let 'em chat
The object is to be honest, get dollars and let it stack
That's what it is, ho
Yeah, things will never be the same
This is my year, ho
So tell them fuckboys make way
If they hate, then let 'em hate, I'm just happy that I made it
Got that yola, got 'em rocking when Jay rocking on them stages
I guess I'm in the right place, I guess I'm in the right place
Roll it up, let's fade away