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(Intro) Same old Uh I am, same old Uh, look Know why the Wale Folarin Aka Ralf, dale tho I’m still over there Hah, word (Verse) Okay, the same old nigga since day one Choppas again, so now tennis shoes ray guns Yea, raise up your glass, puff and pass for they hatin ass W’s on my mind, peep what I’m getting at A tier proper, price shopper though slightly darker From where they driver’s forgotten who you blocka for parkers Right ones was poppin, they be whillin for buzzers Shorty from walla place say Wale who stop up your progress? Not a problem, they don’t mind, I need part of me polished I get inside her head then promptly gets Kylie Minoguein’ Slick mouth nigga, legendary with lyrics Another let up, keep one light up, nigga carry carry It’s very simple, I’m innocent now you never win it And I’m up ‘bout 50 effortlessly, nigga check the ticker Fucker nigga hate a hater then his eye lippets Letras de cancionesAnd I’m playin balls with a chess board nigga Bobby Fischer And it’s all to be focused doing around all these women I tell er I’m much deeper, that don’t mean I’m much different More like the ridin ice berg slim with mad addiction She let me hit it, her gut feel it like premonitions Woo, you know I’m feelin myself Sure these niggas Folarin, back on my way hit that bell By the way of the belt, where way they hatin too much When niggas dirty, thirsty, hungry, they subject to lunch Right? Well at least greasy, that’s the problem being that on I aspire for well off me, I aspire for well known Not no LeBron but I’m cool with being Jamal Kroll Someone falling on Keith Richard, lemme just ball Just bought me these rubies, mad tired of these niggas Band say I’m out stuntin, like a tint job on a Bentley Your annual is my reffy They plan a coupe, don’t tempt me Bust out for not but take em out for lunch, I’mma cannon words to the emcees Ever still dreading this, miss me with that sicker shit Tatted up with angels, as I pray I don’t get caught up in this game nigga Not a chance nigga About a dollar so they holla and I change nigga Uh, same lyrics just the stage different Sneaky man now your son was still crane kicker Sothe haters better rain check me One call to clean em up, still hang with made niggas (Outro) Ha ha, Wale tho Keep that shit rollin nigga Never switch up man It’s about to be Wale season in a minute Ha ha ha If yall niggas already knew uh I’m the same old nigga Same old nigga, I’m the same old nigga Same old nigga, same old nigga Same old nigga From Letras Mania