The fourth track of the collection continues developing the theme of “foreigners making illegal sounds”. KIALLA goes hard early on with the future, hip-house production, and doom-filled hook that draws the line of “not being the same.” The two are proud immigrants speaking truth to power with restle...
[Intro]
We’re not same boy
Don't compare boy
You’re like drugstore
We’re like third world
We’re not same boy
Don't compare boy
Bulk on discord
Through the backdoor
[Verse 1]
Overnight till we pass the clock
Child of grime
Elevate till we satisfied
Got murdered for a purpose
In former life
Don't let us see the light, moth traps
Gift wrapped, bitch all cap
Im still im still OUTSET cap'n
No matter where I go I fill the gap
Born in the east, stayed in the west
Mind stayed with the rest
Ain't no chillin
In the land of the villains
I know you into this
With all busy-ness
I mean business
Im in hotel
With my shirt tucked
Not on my watch
Vegas top floor
Sucka, Hard Rock
[Chorus]
We’re not same boy
Don't compare boy
You’re like drugstore
We’re like third world
We’re not same boy
Don't compare boy
Bulk on discord
Through the backdoor
[Verse 2]
My walls are taller than yours
My accent thicker than yours
Close down the border
Get me deported
I’ll meet you In your backyard, boi
My type Double hooded
Hunting. who dis?
Kia Counts in reverse
Hybrid cruising
We been up all night on decaf
Cooking
You pressing on snooze and
Depressed and clueless
What else? Who’s next?
My patience contagious
It comes with no visa no second guess
Looks like ok
I’m Scribbling down the names
[Chorus]
We’re not same boy
Don't compare boy
You’re like drugstore
We’re like third world
We’re not same boy
Don't compare boy
Bulk on discord
Through the backdoor
We’re not same boy
Don't compare boy
You’re like drugstore
We’re like third world
We’re not same boy
Don't compare boy
Bulk on discord
Through the backdoor
[Outro]
We’re not same boy
We’re not same boy
Boi was written by Violetta Valeeva & Kia Abhari.
Boi was produced by Dara K.