Ctmlildre - Still the same Lyrics

Got all these guns, we gone load up and shoot
First we don't shoot back, Yeah all of my dawgs will do that
I can make one call, get your crew whacked
I'mma call up my twin, we hop in the Benz

Shawty be trippin' now she actin' stingy, I'm callin' her friend
I'm tryna get in, why she actin' shy
Turn her head around and back get' to bending as soon as I'm it
Uh-huh, yeah

Yeah
Long Live My Dawgs Forever
My brothers, (aye yo cue, cook it up)
That's just what we call each other

Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Yeah

Ayy, ayy, just listen
Uh, just listen
For real
This b***h live

I'm finna tell you, just listen
I'm still that same young n***a
Came from the bottom of the trenches
But I'm still the same young n***a

Go against the grain, my n***a
Don't do that
Got all these guns, we gone load up and shoot
First we don't shoot back , Yeah all of my dawgs will do that

I can make one call, get your crew whacked
I'mma call up my twin
We hop out the Benz (Skrt)
Shawty be trippin'

Now she actin' stingy
I'm callin' her friend
I'm tryna get in
Now why she actin' shy

Turnin' her around and back get' to bending as soon as I'm in it
Yeen even gotta ask if I'm handlin' business
N***as will tell you I'm one of the realest
These n***a's a pillow talk

Put a stain on your name
Cuz they in they feelings
Grown men gossipin' more than women
Shit be disgusting' I really don't get it

Me and twin be talkin' bout business
Like, what the f*** n***a gon' do when we get to these millions
Got a b***h that'll suck my dick
Just, whenever I tell her, I don't ever gotta ask for permission

I'm never stressin' bout none of these women
You can move to the next, n***a, baby, I ain't trippin'
Ayy, speakin' of trippin'
Remember when bro died and we finally found out who did it

All these n****s pump faking like they was spinnin'
These n****s better know they place
Bet my dog killer, never show his face
But we never trippin', we'll be okay

Ain't no comin' outside, ain't nowhere safe
Told qui, one day we'll grab the wraith
I get on that drank, I be trippin'
My head in the ceiling

It feel like I'm out of space
I don't know why these b***hes be trippin'
Just stay out my business
Lil bitch better find your way, to the riches

I know we'll find a way
Gotta get it
I ain't got no time to play
Yeah

No, I don't
No time to play
I'm tryna tell you just listen
I'm still that same young n***a

Came from the bottom of the trench
But I'm still the same young n***a
Go against the grain, my n***a
Don't do that

Better not do it
Got all these guns, we gon' load up and shoot first
We don't shoot back
We don't shoot back