Same Old Story

[Verse 1]

Didn't wanna post on the block, roll on an opp

It could cost lives just to go the shop

Did a headline, I was opening up

Now they tell me, "Wheel it, blud, go from the top"

From the top man came from the ground

Grew with the gangsters, I'm making 'em proud

Put on a brave face, bro's facing a trial

Used to dream of them figures, man's making 'em now

I just got mumzy a bag from CELINE

Swear dirty money never looked so clean

Could've got bagged with wraps in my jeans

Now I rap so good they thought rap's in my genes

Father was broke, that weren't his fault

Big kettle, I just camе back from the vault

And my young niggas all gassed with the smokе

I just told them, "Chill, take a toke"

[Chorus]

Don't make a big decision off of your emotions

They'll trick you out of your position, gotta focus

Don't repeat other niggas' mistakes

Don't you see all the stories are the same?

Why take a risk if you're just gonna lose it all?

Don't you wanna be here with the mandem and ball?

Don't repeat other niggas' mistakes

Don't you see all the stories are the same? Oh yeah

[Verse 2]

Back to the cheddar, rap for the cheddar

10 racks on me, man, I never had a tenner

Still remember when I had to trap for the cheddar

Had crack all over my hands like a henna

Now I got the world in my palms

20 goons with me, they don't mean no harm

Khala's, apna's and my gura's

In the 15 with my bro from the farm

And he's in a vest talking about investments

Went school in the ends but we been freshmen

Anywhere we're sitting is the lit section

And any ting we pull up on is interested

Like, "Yo man, don't even want your number, what's your name?"

Bitches only ever really want me for the fame

One ting nearly made me think she weren't the same

Took her out, she nearly took me out the game

[Chorus]

Don't make a big decision off of your emotions

They'll trick you out of your position, gotta focus

Don't repeat other niggas' mistakes

Don't you see all the stories are the same?

Why take a risk if you're just gonna lose it all?

She just wanna around with the mandem and ball

Don't repeat other niggas' mistakes

Don't you see all the stories are the same? Oh yeah

[Verse 3]

All the stories were the same

But man's living proof that tings do change

Nigga's in Paris with a ting tryna French kiss

I just wanna order me a crème brûlée

Burnt that bridge, Henny in the fridge

I was riding dirty then man went lidge

New Benz, feeling like a new person

Got the same ting again but a new version