Nothing Is The Same

It's C4RTIEr A lot of people talk about nothing was the same But when I wake up, nothing is the Same nah mean While I step up to the stand I tell the truth They say I'm good with my words You know I don't lose While I spit a viscous flow, People think I bite it While you hear me Please take a vitamin I got my D up in the Universe everyday They say Imma rapper, That sound a little cliche I throw a couple fingers up saying F*ck you If you know me, I keep my I.Q. up Flipped it and drew it back around Water splashing so you know I gotta smile Every time you see me, I always keep em glistenin My skin look a little light, you know They really listen to the boy to the Kid the one that spit a little flavor, The one that got some blonde hair, He a little bit Taylored down to the Socks niggas think they got my flow, Hoe stop, See they looking at me and they Know that I am different I came from nothing, My niggas they know t-Street bunking, That's where I spit flows We in the whoopty, You know how it goes We bumping Buick music every city, Place where it snows I came from nothing, My niggas they know t-Street bunking, That's where I spit flows We in the whoopty, You know how it goes We bumping Buick music every city, Place where it snows We talking big things In a new city same hoes Paved streets 5 blocks where I go If I don't tip toe when the window Blow then you know that I'm golden After party know we rolling up Yelling out we don't give a f*ck Valet park to pick me up I keep the wheels turning with my Brother all in the motion They hit pause while I press replay I keep my circle small cause I don't Mess with fakes I opened up a book to write, relieve My stress and pain and niggas think It helps me while I'm stuck in my brain I got my pain with all my failure, got My failure with all my pain Niggas thinking with they steps Instead of thinking with they names Cause we one cop, one shot, one Block, one stop, looking in a dead End Nigga this is hip hop I came from nothing, My niggas they know t-Street bunking, That's where I spit flows We in the whoopty, You know how it goes We bumping Buick music every city, Place where it snows I came from nothing, My niggas they know t-Street bunking, That's where I spit flows We in the whoopty, You know how it goes We bumping Buick music every city, Place where it snows