Deniro Farrar - Same Ole sh** lyrics

I be with the same old clique, same old b**h n***as getting knocked for the same old brick I be riding strapped with the same four fifth n***as out here k**ing for the same old sh** Same old hood, same dope fiend Same old feds do the same old sting I be in the trap with the pounds of the green Just another lost n***a with the same old dream [Verse 1: Deniro Farrar] Buy you a celly, [?] Who gon' take the charge now everybody fellas Quarter brick of white n***a come and bust your melon [?] on my a** I done missed another payment People with the other side shooting where they hanging Brother locked up, plug got hit I been doing numbers with him and I pray he don't snitch Same old drama, same baby mama In my hood, sh** you either sell dope or you robbing n***as pushed pats cause they sick and tired of starving Bound by the bread that they serve to your mama Same old school, same education Same justice system f** the judge cause he's racist Jail was designed for our kind n***a face it Got the game from my uncle he a third degree mason EVT b**hes quit the holiday [?], boosting clothes out the mall she just want to feed the baby Never had a job so they labelled me as lazy But I made more today off of packing what they paying And it's tax free n***a f** is y'all saying? Pistol off safety if it's up then I'm spraying Same old jay stealing food from the baby just to get another hit man that bullsh** crazy[Chorus] [Interlude] And a n***a's still lost you know what I'm saying, living in the dark looking for the light It's time we get our guns, money, all for getting... [Bridge] Brand new day, same old sh** Just another hood n***a trying to get rich Everybody hurting so n***a jump in [?] And the plug got bopped, ain't nobody got sh** It's a brand new day, same old sh** Just another hood n***a trying to get rich Everybody hurting so n***a jump in [?] And the plug got bopped, ain't nobody got sh** [Verse 2: DuRu Tha King] [?] told me n***a they gon' feel ya Cuz you're living proof n***a you a rapper, not a k**er Boy, that's what we do Pull up in them rimless f** that talking b**h, we letting loose He told me cous', if you don't make it out What the f** we do? n***a that's the word from my big cous' I ain't having that Building good relations with my maker Keeping my [?] I'm a convicted felon I ain't showing no weapons n***a cause you don't see them Don't mean they're none in my presence n***a stay Twitter-watching and talking They don't impress me b**hes nothing but k**ers and bosses all in my section When I get it, I'm bringing that power back to my section A million dollars we standing on towers up in my section That's only love That's for my thugs That's what it is That's in my blood I promise I never change up But my surrounding gotta change up [Chorus] It's a brand new day, same old sh** Just another hood n***a trying to get rich Everybody hurting so n***a jump in [?] And the plug got bopped, ain't nobody got sh** It's a brand new day, same old sh** Just another hood n***a trying to get rich Everybody hurting so n***a jump in [?] And the plug got bopped, ain't nobody got sh**