Nothing’s the Same

[Intro]
Yo, yo, yo

[Chorus]
Nothing is the same
All my niggas need the money
We don't need the fame
Man, we're coming from the trenches
Shooting for that pay
We were kids just years ago
But now nothing is the same
Nah, nothing is the
Nothing is the same
All my niggas need the money
Fake shit we don't play
And we're coming with the truth
We don't play the games
We were kids just years ago
But now nothing is the same
Nah, nah, nah

[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm in the ends feeling gully
THC all in my brain, toke it to the skully
Took the wrong turn chasing all that fucking money
And I'm still on the pursuit cause I need Ps for my mummy
Nothing is the same, man, the ends is feeling different
Old friends go astray, closer ones becoming distant
They said it would be like this, man, I heard it from an infant
Ignorance is bliss, now I'm questioning my life existence
All in the bits, feeling like a victim of the system
So I'm piffing, thinking 'bout my living
I'm tryna get it now so in ten, I can go missing
Filter all that fake, the real is back, I hope they listen
These bruddas move like bitches, big up all my sisters
Praying that my black tings keep up the resistance
I'm all up in the ends, very dank, on a mission
Nothing is the same but myself and intuition
And we just want the money, and we just want some hope
This thing called life is funny, I see the top from low
My niggas know pain, spark cro to the throat
Praying that one day, we'll all be really far from broke
Came a long way from nights if you know
Now I really grind at night, for the money, for the dough
My Gs are down to fight, it's been that from the go
And we don't want that fake love, yeah, they only know the show
Blud, the ends ain't the same, but we've gotta hold it down
Grind for the wood, don't let enemies come around
Cuh they're plotting on my fall but I'm already on the ground
And I'm coming from the Blue, I'm taking heads, I want the crown
I'm in the bits where you see frowns, there's no money, you feel down
So we're plotting on the pounds, tryna get a bigger house
I've got dreams beyond my town, so I'm making all this sound
In the Blue, I've been around, saw the Vision, didn't doubt

[Chorus]
Nothing is the same
All my niggas need the money
We don't need the fame
Man, we're coming from the trenches
Shooting for that pay
We were kids just years ago
But now nothing is the same
Nah, nothing is the
Nothing is the same
All my niggas need the money
Fake shit we don't play
And we're coming with the truth
We don't play the games
We were kids just years ago
But now nothing is the same
Nah, nah, nah