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Same Old

 

Same Old

(альбом: Under Twenty Five - 2021)


I can see the colour of your eyes in the reflection of sky
I need a second in the mile high club
I've been pushing buttons 'cause the feelings that I'm missing
Need a beating and my hands don't seem to fit these gloves
I think I'm calm and collected
Hard and respected, pride is neglected (What?)
Those gold chains on your neck look expensive
Wan chop life be free from the Brexit
Like look at all the mess you made
And look at all these bills I've paid
And look at all the days I've slaved
Okay, I'm tired of being angry
So if you want to try and hush my voice, you should hang me
Fuck you and your gentrification
Why'd you have to come on to my ends and try and change shit?
Why I missed a bill and then you went and called the bailiff?
Tell 'em crank 'em up and let 'em play this, like

I keep going with the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old
Can't keep tryna get the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old
I keep tryna get the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old
Can't keep going with the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old boys

You're all for violence and chin checking niggas
While they're all for filters and faking it in pictures
It feels like the matrix, I'm dealing with some glitches
I'm swimming in envious waters getting vicious, I bury my tears in tissues
I'm tired of hiding issues, I'm walking and kicking bottles
Need to hop in a shuttle and take off
Every little bit of growth they want to break off
Little situations you break up and fighting just to go make up
I'm getting scared just wake up, I'm anxious, scared and unfiltered
Your pain's for sale so they'll milk it, you grind it up and then bill it
Your cup is done so you'll fill it
The straight and narrow just became a little more rigid, yeah

But now we pop champagne in celebration
I'm drugged up on the elation
I got tired of being patient
I saw truth and had to face it
I knew then that I could make it out

I keep going with the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old
Can't keep tryna get the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old
I keep tryna get the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old
Can't keep going with the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old boys

I keep going with the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old
Can't keep tryna get the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old
I keep tryna get the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old
Can't keep going with the same old
Tryna get the same old, falling for the same old boys

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