Young Gliss - Same Shit lyrics

rate me

More focus than I ever been

Tell them niggas they should let me in

Fuck a dang I ain’t gotta do that doe

I’m good on my dolo yo

Something like a logo so

Roll that kush, inhale slow

And let it be known

My niggas ain’t watching no

My niggas we plotting on that throne

So keep your eyes open

If not you gonna loose it

Put my pride on and for the dollars homie

I might spazz out and loose it

I’m getting back to the old me

It’s chris time and I’m kobeing

Nigga life ain’t a beast yeah

Can’t kick your feet up can’t relax here

Mhm, not this year, not this year

Cause this si when a nigga declare war

Bring them arches to your door

For them niggas that doubted

And now the young boys screaming encore

Nigga hold up, roll up

This for my niggas that’s countin they green

This is for my niggas that smokin them trees

Sippin codeine, hallin they lean

[Hook]

I ain’t got no patience, I be smokin while I’m waitin

I be rollin while I’m bakin

I been smokin on probation

But my po she don’t know it though

Purple sour og drough

I smoke until I overdose

Smoke until I’m comatose

Same shit, different day, same shit different day

Same shit, different day, same shit different day

Same shit, different day, same shit different day

Same shit, different day, same shit different day

Same shit, different day, same shit different day

More focus than I ever been

Fuck that, where the drough at

Best in the city list let me hold that

So I can take a piss on a nigga know that

If I ain’t on it then itain’t worth shit

Fuck beein humble nigga name my twist

Try to go hard till we all get rich

My high going down, let me light this spliff

You say what we on, y’all niggas peons

Plus something we can let loose in peon

Run laps round y’all niggas for the eon

The ends on dance, prom time like I’m deion

I’m getting back to the old me

It’s chris time and I’m kobeing

Nigga life ain’t a beast yeah

Can’t kick your feet up can’t relax here

Mhm, not this year, not this year

Cause this si when a nigga declare war

Bring them arches to your door

For them niggas that doubted

And now the young boys screaming encore

Nigga hold up, roll up

This for my niggas that’s countin they green

This is for my niggas that smokin them trees

Sippin codeine, hallin they lean

[Hook]

I ain’t got no patience, I be smokin while I’m waitin

I be rollin while I’m bakin

I been smokin on probation

But my po she don’t know it though

Purple sour og drough

I smoke until I overdose

Smoke until I’m comatose

Same shit, different day, same shit different day

Same shit, different day, same shit different day

Same shit, different day, same shit different day

Same shit, different day, same shit different day

Same shit, different day, same shit different day.