Lyrics

Tell me if it's the same shit why you don't just pack your bags Why you keep on giving em a Chance I just don't understand at all And yeah I know yeah that's yo man But he just don't understand na he don't understand na na And he don't fit in with yo plans, really he don't even give damn Na he really don't care na na Na he really don't care na na Tell me if it's the same shit why you don't just pack your bags Why you keep on giving em a Chance I just don't understand at all And yeah I know yeah that's yo man But he just don't understand na he don't understand na na And he don't fit in with yo plans, really he don't even give damn Na he really don't care na na Na he really don't care na na Tell me if it's the same shit why you keep calling my phone Talking bout you feel all alone and need someone to hold you close Tell me if it's the same shit, why you keep on giving em a pass? Baby I just don't understand I just don't understand at all And yeah I know I'm just a friend, at least that's what you sayin Yeah that's what you sayin until them pants come off Now yo legs up in air and you telling me you love me But it's like I got a block I can't hear at all Na na I cant hear na na And fuck it since we being honest I only keep you around cause you fill a nigga pockets And the head crazy I swear to God you giving knowledge But it could never be enough my main focus is the profit I need them dollas You know I need them dollas She swear that I could teach a class cause when it come to money I'm a scholar She call me daddy but I'm not her father Me and my brothers nba no basketballin We never gone be broke again, I promise And we gone scream fuck em all, they can't stop us Tell me if it's the same shit why you don't just pack your bags Why you keep on giving me a Chance I just don't understand at all And yeah I know yeah im yo man, but I just don't understand Na I don't understand na na And I don't fit in with yo plans, really I don't even give damn Na I really don't care na na Na I really don't care na na Tell me if it's the same shit why you don't just pack your bags Why you keep on giving me a Chance I just don't understand at all And yeah I know yeah im yo man, but I just don't understand Na I don't understand na na And I don't fit in with yo plans, really I don't even give damn Na I really don't care na na Na I really don't care na na Now baby let me explain the shit I ain't changing But I stated this, so if you choose to stick around I ain't the blame you is And when the bag call I'm on the road to riches So that lil attitude I don't pay it no attention The problem is you think I'm chasing bitches But I'm really out here on the daily chasing chicken And I'm screaming fuck em yeah fuck all And I ain't stoppin till I reach the top I'm tryna see all my niggas ball And all my niggas eat And I'm taxin for this cook cause love was never shown to me Dear Sacramento! I love my city But I swear to God these streets ain't got no love for me So I'm tryna make it out but niggas hate to see you eat Yea these hoes a set you up and knock you down for a fee But i guess in every city it's the same shit Just a world full of fake shit I can't handle all this fake ness
Writer(s): Tyrone Potts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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