Same Way
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Ayo Nina with a Nina, aye that car's looking fresh
Dun know fam
Oi lemme wipe that down for you quickly
Are you serious fam?
Come on
I'll clean that right now you know
Funny guy man
Aye, aye, aye
Just cool though man, hold a little twenty my guy
Say nuttin'
All my ex girls, I love you same way, still got loves for you same way
Even though we ain't spoke in a while
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, uh
Look what I did for the game and don't pay homage
Link my nigga Chief 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 flavour, 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, really link
She 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' boos on my list
My chick will probably duck if you blew her a kiss
Ask about me, my work rate hard
A nigga Nina got more exes than a birthday card
It's Nines
All my ex girls, I love you same way, still got loves for you same way
Even though we ain't spoke in a while
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, uh
I ain't worried 'bout them chumps hating
Two Rollies, that's Hillary and Trump debating
These days I hit the strip, school the youts
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 cah there's none in the churches
I always wanted to be the man
That's why I'm in Spain where it's four for a key of amm
Flipping hell, got a new chain, got one for his chick as well
Got the Mrs shining like Tinkerbell
When my old chick left I was stressed
But fuck the past like sex with my ex
I ain't going type B, fam, I'm going this amnesia
So loud like the smoke's going through the speaker
Free my nigga Musty, soon home
I don't owe these niggas nuttin', when I die put that on my tombstone
All my ex girls, I love you same way, still got loves for you same way
Even though we ain't spoke in a while
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, uh