"Same Niggas [Instrumental]" as written by Mason Betha, Bruce Hornsby and Nashiem Sa-allah Myrick....

Uh yeah yeah

Shit is crazy yo

(I feel you though nigga)

Who woulda ever thought same nigga's

It'd be them same nigga's

(You are the same nigga though)

Same nigga that couldn't get the deal

Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal

(You ain't changed a bit)

Yo niggas never got nothin' good to say quick to blame

'Fore you judge me feel my pain

You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign

You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range

Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change

Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same

So who cares if they beg to differ

When all them nigga's that beg to differ

Is cokeheads and sniffers

Take me for example, least I made it

You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it

By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated

When you me, everything you do get exaggerated

You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out

Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out

As a youth it's just a lot of shit I want to live out

Got a lot of friends but only had a few when I was without

Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from

Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from

I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from

Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from

Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis

Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick

You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit

want to hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga

1 - We might be from a different hood

But we the same nigga's

(That's just the way it is)

Don't be thinkin' shit all good

It be them same nigga's

Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas

Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's

(Some things will never change)

It be them same nigga's

Man, regardless how you feel

(It's the way it is)

It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed

Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's

Them same nigga's

That's why I don't fuck wit niggas

I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home

Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown

But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps

Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat

'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th

Asked you for dough and you said "no" dead in my face

But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'

All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'

Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers

And same nigga's had no heart is now killers

Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist

But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this

But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me

Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me

Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me

I talk to them but they don't talk back to me

I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you

And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you

I can't ask "Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?"

So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?

Repeat 1

Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right

As long as when we all brawl we all fight

I'm under nigga's hoses like roses

Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man

Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight

Just call my bluff and it be on tonight

I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm

Ain't fuckin wit my sister 'cause I'm mad at my mom

Blink sayin', "That ain't you wit a gat in your palm"

But Blink, it's either that or be harmed

So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh

Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death

So my sister want to rap and I wish her the best

But I would never want to wish her my stress

Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh

They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass

So I drink a tall glass before I spaz

Then I take it like a man and let it all pass

I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me

I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me

Then they wonder why I want no family

What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from

And I fear when New Year's come, 'cause it might be the year

A good nigga die 'cause when you good life ain't fair

Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear

You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear

So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts

If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that

They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat

But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back

Them same nigga's

Them same nigga's

Them same nigga's

Them same nigga's

That's why I don't fuck wit niggas

It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?

You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal

He think that that shit come with Rollies

And they come wit' Benz's

Come with Bentleys and houses and shit

They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'

Repeat 1 until fade

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"Same Niggas" as written by Mason "mase" Betha Bruce Hornsby

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