Switch(Nothing Was The Same) (feat. Swither) Lyrics

Yeah, nothing was the same x 3

Yeah x 2

Ohh Shit!

Am in a gang

going insane

up in my lane

I was way down oh man

couldn’t see nothing to aim

Pushing business me and my niggas

We ain’t had nothing to gain

now we getting bands all day

screaming nothing was the same

Yeah, screaming nothing was the same

Put the money on his on head( head)

Toe tag oh his leg( leg

Sipping lean

zombie walking

He ain’t coming back to smoke again

Emoney

hustle

movie money was the gain

AP on my Wrist

nigga don’t waste my time yeah

Ama level up to a rich a mill

cause am in my prime yeah

Money on your head

Curse a nigga while

Fuck nigga wanna try me yeah

Ice on my Wrist

ice on my bitch

We going insane

I was a lame

now am on stage and

They screaming my name

I was so broke all year

Now am stacking

bands all day

She wanna fuck me

Cause am now in a range

don’t hit me up

if you got nothing to say

Book me a show

while you Speaking to J

Only the real ones can relate

I was at the corner store

watching my niggas blow ops

I was talking bout the gang man

Talking bout the C4

Life switched up

Now turned it to a hundred bands

I was getting the biz done 100 ways

Nigga speaking like the weather man

Switch gang he know he ain’t better Than

i was in the trap house

Ohh am tripping

Yeah, nothing was the same x 3

Yeah x 2

Ohh Shit!

Am in a gang

going insane

up in my lane

I was way down oh man

couldn’t see nothing to aim

Pushing business me and my niggas

We ain’t had nothing to gain

now we getting bands all day

screaming nothing was the same

Yeah, screaming nothing was the same

Put the money on his on head( head)

Toe tag oh his leg( leg

Sipping lean

zombie walking

He ain’t coming back to smoke again

Emoney

hustle

movie money was the gain

Finally made it,

mama am tv now,

always told me keep head up️

Hustle till they can see you shine,

Look at how….! they…play me now ( candy crush)

Came up from the jungle (Africa)

throw me back me in the cage (cage)

My people tryna stay outta trouble.

Twelve got me in chains

he judge gemme ten..

feds on goal am go

All My raps better than sex

Am so prepared for this shit,

die for these bandz

Willing to die for this shit

Told my mama I love her ( Said)

Son better be home for your meal

Yeah ..

Tease me touch me fuck me pretend after we just friends ,ha ?

All my raps ain’t no capping

Boy stay your lane

Keep me a side piece

Am bussing all up her face( daddy)

Hitting it from the back, Look like I ain’t playing fair

Niggas lowkey hating,

wanna see my face in the dirt(dirt)

They ask me where am from

Why your raps so cold?

I stayed with the killers

merck em niggas for some bands

Circle back the block again,

till we hit him in the sheets

until he bled