Same Time

Is it real or fake when we on the same time You couldve hit my phone i still got the same line (I still got the same line) No fool for excuses we got the same vibe So you cannot amuse me this aint the same jive Sometimes i get to thinkin im so better by myself Cuz every time i need a hand i swear i get no fuckin help Clutchin this designer belt see im tryna hit a stain homie F*ck that i dont need to know ya name homie Cuz its too real it's too real on these fuckin blocks Its either kill or be killed who gon call the shots And i be postin wit some real hitters bendin opps Wont show they faces cuz they real killas settin shop I swear to god i wasnt reachin for the fame I was screamin on these tracks so yall would feel my pain Wasnt pressed over a name I was tryna get my sack up Runnin through these bands i hit that money like a mac truck Is it real or fake when we on the same time You couldve hit my phone i still got the same line (I still got the same line) No fool to excuses we got the same vibe So you cannot amuse me this aint the same jive Sometimes i get to thinkin if my bitch is really mines And if my homies are my homies or they gon clip me when i rise Cuz im just tryna vibe gdn no leavin out if i tell u u my brother u my brother never doubt Cuz niggas now adays they be doin this shit for the clout And my bitch dont fuckin love me she like how i dick her down Cuz i kno when im not around she be giving niggas smiles I thought she would hold me down but now on my face I face a frown so now im smokin dope til im surrounded Them clouds got me so damn high and i dont know when im comin down Take a shot of henny chasin spirits tryna drown em Lord as my witness i dont wana be around them Is it real or fake when we on the same time You couldve hit my phone i still got the same line (I still got the same line) No fool to excuses we got the same vibe So you cannot amuse me this aint the same jive