Rittz - Same Old Me lyrics

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Rittz - Same Old Me lyrics

People all in my business Talk about me online Homies saying I'm changing Calling me on my downtime I can't pick up my phone because I just got home And I've been gone two months my time is spent I got a fiance take a while to adjust being home then I'm gone again How the f** you know how much money's in My bank account, its funny the a**umption made Crumbs don't become a cake overnight On the road for over fifty-something days And I still can't post a GoFundMe page Without a dumba** telling me, "You got it, Rittz" So many hands in my pocket I feel like the cops are frisking me looking for my dollar bills I took 'em so low on the OD tour, lost like fifty-five grand Lesson learned, I can't afford to bust sh** I told my girl we gotta cancel our plans And I went off on a tangent A wreck, cause I'm panicking Life as a rambling man disappearing And I'm damned and I can see they can't get a handle of saying it But do it for my handful of fans And I still ain't changed [Simultaneous with hook:] Never It's Rittz, b**h [Hook:] People change and I don't know why Cause I'm still the same old me Aw yeah Money come and go, but so what? I'm still the same old me Aw yeah, aw yeah Look, might've seen me on a poster or the grocery store People that are scared to approach me are No different than me I write raps for a living and I'm overjoyed And even if I get no awards for my music Fans say it helped them cope before Made 'em hope for more Sometimes the sky can seem so out of reach When you're sitting on the ocean floor I did Breakfast with Sway On Shade 45 with Heather B You can see the YouTube video Where the mic fell, sh** was embarra**ing Did a song with Trae the Truth I met Devin the Dude And man, I just did a video with Twista sh** I - think somebody needa pinch my - arm Here, lets take a picture for the Insta - gram This is Famous fam with no Travis Barker Tagging "Rittz b**h" with a magic marker The Agora Theater in Cleveland to Phoenix It's like I'm on a magic carpet sh** I'm dreaming a bit Sold out shows, I was up in the arena with Tech Then I flew back home to Atlanta, did a show for my homie Only 25 people was there, but I rocked that b**h [Simultaneous with hook:] Cause I still ain't changed It's Rittz, b**h [Hook:] People change and I don't know why Cause I'm still the same old me Aw yeah Money come and go, but so what? I'm still the same old me Aw yeah, aw yeah One time for the dreamers I pray your day will soon come It's hard to know what you here for It'll reveal itself in due time I rap with friends who ain't made it Let your lyrics channel through mine Two times for the fans that motivated me the minute I started to lose sight They be showing up in each, state Fans overseas saying peace, mate They loving the lyrics because they re-late They give me the motivation to cre-ate When I'm fettered it gets hard for me to see, straight To my family I used to be a di-sgrace The time I'm spending rapping was a big, waste But I finally got a record deal a big, break Time to be, great Homie we, chase The paper til the muscles in our feet, ache And finally I got to have a sweet, taste Of victory, picture me rolling with the homies C-N-T, mane Everybody in the world wanna de-bate Who's better Meek, Drake? I'm just hoping that I reach, they Level, went back-to-back-to-back Haters saying he, changed [Simultaneous with hook:] Like really? Ain't sh** changed I still live in Gwinnett Still got the same homies Clintel I ain't rich, b**h I'm Rittz, b**h Yeah [Hook:] People change and I don't know why Cause I'm still the same old me Aw yeah Money come and go, but so what? I'm still the same old me Aw yeah, aw yeah