Same Way - Nines

Ayo Nina with the Nina in that car looking fresh

Dunno fam

Ay lemme wipe that down for you quickly

Are you serious fam

Come on

(Snickering)

I’ll clean that right now, you know

Funny guy man

Ay ay ay

Just cool though man, hold a little twenty my guy

Say nuttin'

All my ex-girls I love you, same way

I still got loves for you, same way

Even though we ain’t spoke in a while

I still got loves for you, same way

My nigga tryna drink off me, no way

Still got loves for you, same way

'Cause I know we’re all crabs in a bucket

So, I got loves for you, same way

Look what I did for the game, and they don’t pay homage

Link my nigga Chiefer in the Range, get my chains polished

Me and these rappers ain’t the same, these niggas ain’t honest

Had the crop house looking like a rainforest

Can’t smoke one flavor, I need options

LV sees me often more G’s than Golovkin

My cousin consigned a ting, ain’t linked me since

But I know how these niggas think,

You was in love in your yard getting dome

I was looking for the plug like I was charging my phone

And way before these bars I was known

I’m so hot the feds don’t follow me with cars, they use drones

Got a couple rappers boo’s on my list

My chick would probably duck if you blew her a kiss

Ask about me, my work rate hard

That nigga Nina got more Ex’s than a birthday card, It’s Nines

All my ex-girls I love you, same way

I still got loves for you, same way

Even though we ain’t spoke in a while

I got loves for you, same way

My nigga tryna drink off me, no way

Still got loves for you, same way

'Cause I know we’re all crabs in a bucket

So, I got loves for you, same way

I ain’t worried about them chumps hating

Two rollies that’s Hillary and Trump debating

These days hit the strip

All the yutes used to hit the strip and go through O after O like some

hula-hoops

How we keep coming with these verses

Snitches Like sister act 2 Cos there’s none in the Churches

I always wanted to be the man

That’s why I’m in Spain where it’s 4 for a Key of Amm

Flipping hell got a new chain

Got one for his chick as well

Got the Mrs’s shining like Tinkerbell

When my old chick left I was stressed

But fuck the past like sex with my ex

I ain’t going to Ibiza, I’m growing this Amnesia

So loud, like the smoke’s going through the speaker

Free my nigga Musty, soon home

I don’t owe this niggas nuttin'

When I die put that on my tombstone

All my ex-girls I love you, same way

I still got loves for you, same way

Even though we ain’t spoke in a while

I got loves for you, same way

My nigga tryna drink off me, no way

Still got loves for you, same way

'Cause I know we’re all crabs in a bucket

So, I got loves for you, same way