SSDD

Five Points Music

[Hook]
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day

[Verse 1]
Cool Club wit it, get cash city
Boy I love a chick wit her mind on her bread that can handle that dough for a nigga
Been thuggin' them folks who slipped somehow get jammed
Burn One wit it, Five Point wit it
Let a nigga know, we the new cool sound, nine times out of ten
Gettin' them ends, know this rap, she gettin' that money
So now you all in my face, ain't show no love from the jump
You see I'm makin' a movie, you tryna be in the club
Some of you niggas is groupies I told 'em no lames allowed
I told 'em more work, less talk, roll up that loud
I'm on my business hoe, I'm busy hoe
Woodgrain and that digital
Kiss and ride by South DeKalb, swag hat in my leisure hoe
Ride good I can't feed ya though, break bread wit my peeps
Same shit just a different day, gettin' money in these streets

[Hook]
I got em screamin' my lyrics, front row at my show
Red eye in the morning, I don't know where I'ma go
I might be in yo city, I might come to ya town
Soon as Burn drop the beat, they gon ride to the sound like
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day

[Verse 2]
Beanz wit it cornbread wit it
Niggas gettin' hurt, in my city for the dollar
Tommy tucked, niggas ain't eat
He'll get hit that really wasn't the problem though
Boys in the trap, gettin' that check
Nigga countin' money every mufuckin' minute
I ain't in the trap no more but I lived that shit
I can tell you some stories being in it
DJ seen cash that believe, we do this cool shit forreal
Ayo quit hittin' my Twitter, bout work for free where your bill
I be all late in the yo, I put some swag on that flow
We need a runner or somethin', go get some blunt from the store
Put my time in my hobby, well I mean my job
Right door lear be cool for a living, pushin' back the ceiling, still gettin' dough
Tell them play that rap tunes shit I'ma kill it
Marbut Road wit it, ATL wit it, nigga my fool still flippin' that pack
Still get caught nigga join the pen
Let a nigga out, shit he go right back

[Hook]
I got 'em screamin' my lyrics, front row at my show
Red eye in the morning I don't know where I'ma go
I might be in yo city, I might come to ya town
Soon as Burn drop the beat, they gon rock to the sound like
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day

[Outro]
That shit be on my mind, every morning I'm wake
I'm strategizin' this million, I'm tryna whip up the cake
I don't be stressed as much, I got a lil' to blow
I mean my pockets ain't stuffed, but I'm expectin' it though
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day
Same Shit Different Day