Same Old - Trak

Hey man, what you doing?

Ain’t shit, same shit, different day

Still got the same old car

Still in the same old crib

Still at the same old bar

Still do the same old shit

Same old (Same old)

Same old (Same old)

Same old (Same old)

Shit

Same spot with the lame shit

F Boys think the A List

Running around in circles, guess they target too aimless

Let the system work you, guess they part of you brain shit

Making hella moves but none of them got you elevated

Rolling down, the boulevard, looking for a escape route

Oh my god, we going hard, trying to break out

But nothing work (work), all we do is work (work)

Putting time, work (work), making hella work (work)

The same dudes talking the same shit

Bout the same time they got the same chick

With same move they playing with

With an attitude that ain’t shit

Talking the same game, about what they came with

But we all know ain’t shit change but the days they wasted

Still got the same old car

Still in the same old crib

Still at the same old bar

Still do the same old shit

Same old (Same old)

Same old (Same old)

Same old (Same old)

Shit

Still making the same stack, barely making rack, just getting by

Still up at the same job, got the some problems with same guys

Still got the same bills, theres no chill, when your tanks on dry

It’s hard when you stuck, but still glad for being alive

I’m out here on the hustle, praying a homie dont fumble

I ain’t slipping, still whipping up, up in the kitchen till the money just come

through

Praying this ain’t the last round, i ain’t ready to pass out

I ain’t really just done yet, i ain’t done with my run yet

I’m a keep pushing (pushing), till my last breath

Gota stamp my name all up in this rap shit

So it’s go hard or home, but till then I

Still got the same old car

Still in the same old crib

Still at the same old bar

Still do the same old shit

Same old (Same old)

Same old (Same old)

Same old (Same old)

Shit