Yung Mal, Lil Quill - Ain’t the Same lyrics

Bust down Rollie, not a plain jane
Got off my ass, went and got that cash
All my niggas did the same thing
Pouring purple rain, been through
So many things, fuck the fame
I just want the cash so I can bless the gang
Since my nigga left, shit ain't been the same
My brother lost a case in court
Judge gave him the whole thing
Catch a opp I hit him
Make him feel this flame
I done got a bag, they speak on my name
Got on like five chains, what is a dream?

Flying high in private planes
Soon as I land I hop in that Range
I don't drive it, chauffeur
He switching lanes she got left behind
The bitch was playing mind games
These niggas broke, ain't got no cash
They hand out, I swear this shit beyond lame
Rocking Tom Ford, yeah
I just poured a four up
Riding Rolls Royce and the
Doors open backwards, yeah
Just thinking about my nigga, if he
Was here, know we'd be laughing, yuh
My brother called from prison
Say he got his face tatted up
I'm just tryna add it up, my son getting big
He bad as fuck
He quick to throw that Candler up
And he know his daddy up
I been flexing on them haters
Boy I swear I got 'em mad as fuck
We back to back in foreign trucks
Every time we pulling up

Bust down Rollie, not a plain jane
Got off my ass, went and got that cash
All my niggas did the same thing
Pouring purple rain, been through
So many things, fuck the fame
I just want the cash so I can bless the gang
Since my nigga left, shit ain't been the same
My brother lost a case in court
Judge gave him the whole thing
Catch a opp I hit him
Make him feel this flame
I done got a bag, they speak on my name
Got on like five chains, what is a dream?

Catch a opp I hit him
He gon' feel this pain, that's a shame
Niggas think I'm geeked on all this fame
But I been havin' game
Lately I been cruising in Mulsanne
Been focused on them grains
I been switchin' lanes and switchin' main
This shit feel like the same
Judge she gave Lil Meek like twenty five
Shit did something to my brain
Shit rolling up this donkey, pouring drank
It look like purple rain
Deposit's in the bank and I got safes
At home so I'm so straight
Big plays, remember we was sharin'
Stayed down, remember they ain't care
Bust down, not a plain jane there
See you hating over there
Got your main ho here
Two hundred rounds in that magazine clip
And it hang over here, won't bang over here
Chain swing over here

Bust down Rollie, not a plain jane
Got off my ass, went and got that cash
All my niggas did the same thing
Pouring purple rain, been through
So many things, fuck the fame
I just want the cash so I can bless the gang
Since my nigga left, shit ain't been the same
My brother lost a case in court
Judge gave him the whole thing
Catch a opp I hit him
Make him feel this flame
I done got a bag, they speak on my name
Got on like five chains, what is a dream?