King C.P - Same Ol' lyrics

Thankful
For that last summer when you asked if
I really believed in myself, I imagined
If I could really commit to this shit
What would happen?
I got the bread but had to make it flip
No gymnastics guerilla tactics
Nigga all I make is classics
You ain’t a real nigga
You are not my demographic
Catch me on the block serving food
For thought or In traffic
Shit so potent you can smell
It through the fabric

Same ol’ thing
You know it’s all the same ol thing
(same ol, same ol) rap, weed
Cane don’t u know it’s all the same ol’ game
(same ol game) you crossed yo brother mane
When y’all hustling for the same damn thing
(same damn thing)
But i gotta shine for my block rain, snow
Baby you know the grind don’t stop

I always wanted super powers
I put in this work 10, 000 hours
Purple Kush, gold on me dropping head to toe
5 rings on me I’ll be getting plenty more
(nigga that’s for Kobe)
You thought that I gave up
Got comfortable and homey
And you only thought that cause
You don’t really know me
I can’t love a 9 to 5, music my one and only
And niggas know I’m still
DME don’t keep asking
I don’t gotta flex cus I pack what u lacking
You can backtrack it
When I hit a lick off the phone
Knew I’d have to make the money stretch
Elastic mr fantastic wit fantastic rhymes
Or CP3 giving out alley oops and dimes
The student turned into a
Master and mastermind yea but you know

Same ol thing
You know it’s all the same ol’ thing
(Same ol, same ol) rap, weed
Cane don’t u know it’s all the same ol’ game
(Same ol game)
You crossed yo brother mane when y’all
Hustling for the same damn thing
(Same damn thing)
But i gotta shine for my block rain, snow
Baby you know the grind don’t stop
(aye aye aye)