We Ain't The Same (feat. Gee $ Mon)

Hola, hello, je m'pelle Ernesto D I'm the big ship sailing powered by a bunch of weed You used to see me in an ally in Cali running the streets Now you see me in the booth running over these dope beats The nomadic rap addict I'm back at it Swift with the flow from the go its automatic Skilled with the mic labeled a paragon Now I walk like a Don in this marathon Yo, the skills I'm flexin a blessing I can't lose it My style's diverse just like my taste in music, word Lyric lickin' when I write fresh raps Some songs go tis, tis, tis, and my songs go boom bap The ghetto native I'm rated the mic wrecka My Lord, my fam, and my crew the trifecta Money I make I invest in stock Some people leave the hood I'm trying to buy the block, huh By the Way I rock the stage, we ain't the same By the way I graffiti my name, nah we ain't the same By the way I roll my strain, yo yo gee mon tell'em we aint the same I do it for the love and you do it for the fame Get ready with a blunt and a drink cause here we go Be steady on the hunt don't blink you'll miss the show From Sur San Diego I'm rockin out the west With dope beats and lyrics sounding like the fresh fest Paid my dues at the school of hard knocks Back in the days Guero Ray and his rock box The early sessions where I learned my first lessons Then the knuckleheads banged and real life had us stressing I keep flowing and going this isn't new to me Like P.E Chuck D I'm the epitome All pro walking my own path Make ya move as I fine tune my craft The rhyme killer hitting on all cylinders Load the mic bust shots like John Dillinger Versatile and I reign supreme With 31 flavors like scoops of ice cream, yo