Fabolous - Everything Was The Same lyrics

rate me

Yeah, everything, everything was the same

I'm old enough to know better, young enough to not give a fuck

Rather hold my head high and die, then live and duck

I gotta set it off, Jada Queen and Vivica

The last chick was scared to get that money, I can't live like her

Got no problem with you, niggas, get it how you live it, bro

It's a cold world, these mean streets will shiver you

All I asks is for the same respect that I be giving you

If not my boy will put the beats on you, Karen Civil you

That boy be on his shoot first, never mind the trivia

My advice, don't mess with his man, word to Nivea

We go back to when we got that white from Bolivia

We was candy shopping before 50 and Olivia

That's when you would go uptown ‘cause you had to re' there

Everybody broke back then, you had to repair

Drug dealing was cool back then, you had to beware

That was the 90's, y’all wouldn't get it, you had to be there

That's why I'm glad to be here, some of us never made it

It's hard to get off the ground, y'all think I just levitated

Y'all think it was all love and nobody ever hated

Y'all think ‘cause I never stated I never been devastated

All y'all see is sun shining, think I was never shaded

Y’all think these calendar models is all that I ever dated

Nigga, nothing was the same, HOT 97 played it

Every day they made it that I stayed with 57 played it

Can't trust nobody, the crib is heavy gated

You ask why? I tell them even heaven's gated

You know why? ‘Cause when you good the devil hate it

And even if you heavy weighted people want you feather weighted

Attention, I never paid it, me and this clever lady

She brains, do some things, then we lay together faded

And while I chill, loaded up a steel

Just wishing a nigga would but knowing a nigga will

But for real, nigga, good is how you feel

But soon as a nigga good is as soon as a nigga will

Still, I don't owe these niggas nothing, put that in a nigga will

Damned if you do them, if you don't, don't, don't, don't

They don't have a hand on your head of what you’re doing now

You're damned if you do them, if you don't

People sit around and judge you anyway

Don't, don't, don't

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