Toosii - ​same as i used to be lyrics

Nau'Jour Lazier Grainger

[Toosii - ​same as i used to be lyrics]

Oh, na na na na
Real niggas don't do pullouts, man ayy, uh

Still got the keys to the old whip
But life smooth like butter
Still got the keys to the old whip
But I use my other
I'm tryna test drive the Lambo'
End up in the hills somewhere
Lost, I got God, I know He'll be here, yeah
Ain't the same as I used to be
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich
Gotta get used to me
I got tired of people using me
Be loyal or you losing me
You had an option, you weren't choosing me
And they say it take time to
Get to where you want
But they ain't fooling me
And they say it take time but I believe
Not when you as cool as me

Yeah, still tryna cop Mulsanne
They say you too insane
I take the coupe, blow out the brains
We are not the same, skrrt, switch lane
All my bitches flawless diamonds
Pussy good, bad attitude, don't mind it
Switch the clock on a watch
Call it perfect timing
Talk to God, I be lost, I be unwinding
And I put it down when she want it
I done put her on top, but she still climbing
See the ice in my mouth
She in love with diamonds
And my heart too cold, gotta change
I done put her on the climb
She still grinding
Know I come from the hood, I'm still sliding
I done did her too bad, she still ridin'
Tryna find somebody better
And I still can't find it

Still got the keys to the old whip
But life smooth like butter
Still got the keys to the old whip
But I use my other
I'm tryna test drive the Lambo'
End up in the hills somewhere
Lost, I got God, I know He'll be here, yeah
Ain't the same as I used to be
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich
Gotta get used to me
I got tired of people using me
Be loyal or you losing me
You had an option, you weren't choosing me
And they say it take time to
Get to where you want
But they ain't fooling me
And they say it take time but I believe
Not when you as cool as me

Catapult off the top shelf
Know I got wealth, i'm a rich nigga
She know I know a shooter, probably know
A shooter, probably know a shooter
Brought a stick with him
And a gang member, brought a blick with him
Young nigga brought a bitch with him
I'm the shooter the shooter probably know
From the young niggas, yeah
We brought blicks with us
I got gang ties, I'm a hood romantic
Street nigga, I'll make the bitch panic
Real problems, put it all on the canvas
Try to hide, but I know I'm doing damage
Tryna find her, Polo, Marco
She know I'm dope like a Narco
Fell in love with the racks in Wells Fargo
Know I like when she holding
Me just like groceries

Still got the keys to the old whip
But life smooth like butter
Still got the keys to the old whip
But I use my other
I'm tryna test drive the Lambo'
End up in the hills somewhere
Lost, I got God, I know He'll be here, yeah
Ain't the same as I used to be
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich
Gotta get used to me
I got tired of people using me
Be loyal or you losing me
You had an option, you weren't choosing me
And they say it take time to
Get to where you want
But they ain't fooling me
And they say it take time but I believe
Not when you as cool as me

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