Young Gliss Same Shit Lyrics

More focus than I ever been
Tell them niggas they should let me in
f*ck a dang I ain’t gotta do that doe
I’m good on my dolo yo
Something like a logo so
Roll that kush, inhale slow
And let it be known
My niggas ain’t watching no
My niggas we plotting on that throne
So keep your eyes open
If not you gonna loose it
Put my pride on and for the dollars homie
I might spazz out and loose it
I’m getting back to the old me
It’s chris time and I’m kobeing
Nigga life ain’t a beast yeah
Can’t kick your feet up can’t relax here
Mhm, not this year, not this year
Cause this si when a nigga declare war
Bring them arches to your door
For them niggas that doubted
And now the young boys screaming encore
Nigga hold up, roll up
This for my niggas that’s countin they green
This is for my niggas that smokin them trees
Sippin codeine, hallin they lean

[Hook]
I ain’t got no patience, I be smokin while I’m waitin
I be rollin while I’m bakin
I been smokin on probation
But my po she don’t know it though
Purple sour og drough
I smoke until I overdose
Smoke until I’m comatose
Same shit, different day, same shit different day
Same shit, different day, same shit different day
Same shit, different day, same shit different day
Same shit, different day, same shit different day
Same shit, different day, same shit different day

More focus than I ever been
f*ck that, where the drough at
Best in the city list let me hold that So I can take a piss on a nigga know that
If I ain’t on it then itain’t worth shit
f*ck beein humble nigga name my twist
Try to go hard till we all get rich
My high going down, let me light this spliff
You say what we on, y’all niggas peons
Plus something we can let loose in peon
Run laps round y’all niggas for the eon
The ends on dance, prom time like I’m deion
I’m getting back to the old me
It’s chris time and I’m kobeing
Nigga life ain’t a beast yeah
Can’t kick your feet up can’t relax here
Mhm, not this year, not this year
Cause this si when a nigga declare war
Bring them arches to your door
For them niggas that doubted
And now the young boys screaming encore
Nigga hold up, roll up
This for my niggas that’s countin they green
This is for my niggas that smokin them trees
Sippin codeine, hallin they lean

[Hook]
I ain’t got no patience, I be smokin while I’m waitin
I be rollin while I’m bakin
I been smokin on probation
But my po she don’t know it though
Purple sour og drough
I smoke until I overdose
Smoke until I’m comatose
Same shit, different day, same shit different day
Same shit, different day, same shit different day
Same shit, different day, same shit different day
Same shit, different day, same shit different day
Same shit, different day, same shit different day