Featuring Jay Rock & Peter Lee Johnson
Prod. By Ty of DRUGS
I like that
We goin
Best believe you can catch me at the Beach House from the ocean
Ridin one of them waves
(Pre-Chorus)
Now I done seen a lot of things
Know the trouble the money and fame brings
This time I swear it’s different
I’m in the right place
I know I’m in the right place
(Fuck with me)
(Chorus)
Some niggas hated on me
Some bitches never looked my way
Now that I made it homie
There’s some things that’ll never be the same
Some things will never be the same
She let me get in her money
Some things will never be the same
Now things will never be the same
Shit, I’ve been havin bitches
And they don’t never look the same
What the fuck these niggas sayin?
Some things will never be the same
What the fuck these niggas sayin?
Some things will never be the same, yea
Progress is the concept
So let me flex
My oh oh’s bout that nonsense
I just love them texts
Even one-night stands get forever set
So so they home girls, sisters and whoever next
I’m sorry, the world may change but some things stay the same as they pass like a tourin
Fuck them bitch niggas that was actin bitch nigga
See me with my side hoe and toll my main bitch nigga
You’s a bitch nigga and now we in the club
Go and fuck it up
And you a huge fan
Tryna introduce yo fam
Takin flicks for Instagram
You more sketchier than drawings
Can be ridin on niggas ballin
Like they them alcoholics, we there, wutchu ma call it
Hey there, I wouldn’t made it thinkin bout you
Now I’ll never think about you
Have nothing to think about
(Pre-Chorus)
Now I done seen a lot of things
Know the trouble the money and fame brings
This time I swear it’s different
I’m in the right place
I know I’m in the right place
(Fuck with me)
(Chorus)
Some niggas hated on me
Some bitches never looked my way
Now that I made it homie
There’s some things that’ll never be the same
Some things will never be the same
She let me get in her money
Some things will never be the same
Now things will never be the same
Shit, I’ve been havin bitches
And they don’t never look the same
What the fuck these niggas sayin?
Some things will never be the same
What the fuck these niggas sayin?
Some things will never be the same, yea
Uh, look at the man in the mirror
It gets tougher to watch when it’s yo self you got a fear of
Plus you surrounded by niggas hatin
You see it all in they eyes
It makes you wanna fuck some shit up
Tryna make it up out the ghetto
The block is like the Olympics, we walk around with our medals
On the grind for the cheddar so fuck them hoes let em chat
The object is to be honest, get dollars and let it stack
That’s what it is, hoe
Yea, things will never be the same
This is my year, hoe
So tell them fuck boys make way
If they hatin let em hate
I’m just happy that I made it, got that yola
Got em rockin and Jay rockin on them stages
I guess I’m in the right place
I guess I’m in the right place
Roll it up and fade away