Dustystaytrue - Same Thing Lyrics

She wanna act boujee 
Well I'm on the same thing 
She worried she'll lose me 
I had to explain things 
Baby girl ima rider 
I live and I maintain 
I'll explain how things change 
It's fair game 
Dripping designer 
She popping that ass out 
She call me the pilot we flying first class out 
Lil mama be shining she bringing the flash out 
Hop out the jag my bitch bad niggas know I run up the bag now 
 
Lil Mommy a demon 
I fuck her than passed out 
Next day I'm at Niemans 
Said fuck it lets cash out 
A nigga been tired a nigga been ashed out 
Shorty looking at my wallet like my cards is stolen 
Ohhhhhhhh 
I told lil mama I said 
Nooooo
You know I got it on my own  
You know I got it on my own my own my own 

I ain't get tired of flowing 
I been losing focus 
I been losing hope but 
Ima keep it going 
Last year I was assed out 
Now a nigga back in motion 
I ain't have a dollar now a nigga cashing on 'em 

She wanna act boujee 
Well I'm on the same thing 
She worried she'll lose me 
I had to explain things 
Baby girl ima rider 
I live and I maintain 
I'll explain how things change 
It's fair game 
Dripping designer 
She popping that ass out 
She call me the pilot we flying first class out 
Lil mama be shining she bringing the flash out 
Hop out the jag my bitch bad niggas know I run up the bag now 

Told her I'm leaving but she not the sad type 
Don't get it twisted know you better act right 
Perfect timing ima come back like 
But in the meantime I'm just hoping all my people's focused 
Chris Dior Armani sweater Ksubi jeans my 1s look better 
Hit the party like whatever she get tight she acting extra 
Whatchu do I'm doing better been in that jam had no vendetta 
Staying low been stacking cheddar 
I been low yea I been better 

I ain't get tired of flowing 
I been losing focus 
I been losing hope but 
Ima keep it going 
Last year I was assed out 
Now a nigga back in motion 
I ain't have a dollar now a nigga cashing on em 

She wanna act boujee 
Well I'm on the same thing 
She worried she'll lose me 
I had to explain things 
Baby girl ima rider 
I live and I maintain 
I'll explain how things change 
It's fair game 
Dripping designer 
She popping that ass out 
She call me the pilot we flying first class out 
Lil mama be shining she bringing the flash out 
Hop out the jag my bitch bad niggas know I run up the bag now