"same as I used to be" lyrics
"same as I used to be"
Oh, nah-nah-nah
Real niggas don't do pullouts, man
Ayy, uh
Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter
Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other way
I'm tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere
Lost, I got God, I know he'll be here
Ain't the same as I used to be
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me
I got tired of people using me, be loyal or you losing me
You had an option, you weren't choosing me
And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain't fooling me
(New interior, change the leather, would've thought that you would do me better)
And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me
(New interior, change the leather, I still believe you could do me better, for sure)
Still tryna cop Mulsanne
They say you too insane
I take the coupe, blow out the brains
We are not the same, skrrt, switch lane
All my bitches flawless diamonds, pussy good, bad attitude, don't mind
Switch the clock on a watch, call it perfect timing
Talk to God, I be lost, I be unwinding
And I put it down when she want it
I done put her on top but she still climbing
See the ice in my mouth, she in love with diamonds
And my heart too cold, gotta change
I done put her on the climb, she still grinding
Know I come from the hood, I'm still sliding
I done did it too bad, she still ride it
Tryna find somebody better and I still can't find it
Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter
Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other way
I'm tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere
Lost, I got God, I know he'll be here
Ain't the same as I used to be
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me
I got tired of people using me, be loyal or you losing me
You had an option, you weren't choosing me
And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain't fooling me
(New interior, change the leather, would've thought that you would do me better)
And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me
(New interior, change the leather, I still believe you could do me better, for sure)
Catapult off the top shelf, know I got wealth, I'm a rich nigga
She know I know a shooter, probably know a shooter, probably know a shooter brought a stick with him
And a gang member brought a blick with him
Young nigga brought a bitch with him
I'm the shooter the shooter probably know from the young nigga, yeah, we brought blicks with us
I got gang ties, I'm a hood romantic
Street nigga, I make the bitch panic
Real problems, put it all on the canvas
Try to hide but I know I'm doing damage
Tryna find her, Polo, Marco
She know I'm dope like a Narco
Fell in love for the racks in Wells Fargo
Know I like when she holding me just like groceries
Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter
Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other way
I'm tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere
Lost, I got God, I know he'll be here
Ain't the same as I used to be
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me
I got tired of people using me, be loyal or you losing me
You had an option, you weren't choosing me
And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain't fooling me
(New interior, change the leather, would've thought that you would do me better)
And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me
(New interior, change the leather, I still believe you could do me better, for sure)
Writer(s): Hagan Jeffrey Lange, Luke David Clay, Naujour Lazier Grainger, Eric Anthony Sandoval
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- Toosii Lyrics
mixtape:
"Thank You For Believing (The Manifestation)" (2021)
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