Schoolboy Q - Same Ol' Story lyrics

[Hook - Kid Ink] It feel like the same old story, everywhere that I go And I don't really wanna do it all again tomorrow So I'm trying to find something brand new I'm sorry if you see me and I'm acting brand new It feel like the same old b**hes, same old haters See me in the club, wanna come sit at my table I'm trying to find something brand new I'm sorry if you see me and I'm acting brand new Motherf**er [Verse 1 - Schoolboy Q] No handouts for no n***as, no handouts for no b**hes k**ed the underground with my lifestyle I'll let y'all f**s be the witness But I'm losing my mind on the block like 9 and a 9 Well until it got pined You ain't know that it's something about time? We didn't care about that, remember the time I said I rapped? Then the n***as came after, even the hoes was full of laughter Flew back to the booth, went harder Now node your heads to the product s** a n***a dick like he hotter Spank on the booty like your father Blowing on Obama, beard look like Osama Don't talk to me less about commas Real sh**, go time get a meal tick Save your compliments for the comments Getting money is my a**ignment Will still be in the set for the Ramon Two clips for a n***a that's grinding [Hook] [Verse 2 - Cory Gunz] Damn, these n***as hating, I can't understand I'm your favorite's favorite, you the fan of a fan I feel like if I fall off this boat I could walk Y'all rap, Cory Gunz talk what he talk Shorty said she coming, she bringing a friend They ain't smoking with me, though, cause they didn't put in b**h, I be touring with Tunechi and Mack Saluting Stunna on the way to the stage and way back How many n***as you know chill on the block with they fam and Tell you if you need something handled, go and holla at Nick Cannon Still spitting like I'm trying to get the deal Don't fly private all the time, but I fly private with Shaquille [Hook] [Verse 3 - Childish Gambino] Same old haters, n***as just don't give a f** Tired of that old sh**, swag is on some Bentley truck Tired of these zeroes, ain't nobody near, though Cause ain't nobody ready, throw the paper like confetti Man, I get jobs, a hundred stack, y'all miss Jobs, like Wozniak I make y'all insomniac? No more sleeping, n***a What you thinking, n***a? I got your girl and need that E like we the Weeknd, n***a People figure, cause I don't like it unless it's brand new Everything is old news, even all your club clothes Look like sh** I wear when I need something from the Whole Foods Royalty the newest n***as f**ing old dudes [Hook]