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same ol' same ol' (feat. theDeeepEnd)
by Dariush
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Every time I step out
Homies hate on my style
Homies ain't on my grind
Same ol' same ol'
Same ol' same ol'
Every time I step in
Ladies go tell they friends
"Dariush how he so hot?"
Same ol' same ol'
Same ol' same ol'
Whatcha know about a bill?
Whatcha know about a homie?
Whatcha know about your friends being fake and phoney?
Whatcha know about trust?
Whatcha know about luck?
Whatcha know about a clock?
Looks like yours is running
Yeah I'm that pretty boy
No Mississippi boy
Make 'em jealous
Getting messy with they misses boy
Yeah I'm that pretty boy
Make 'em miss me boy
It gets messy when you messing with me silly boy
Whatcha know about an old head talking bout me?
Whatcha know about a youngster bobbin' at me
Whatcha know about fine piece sayin' "hold me"
Oh please
I want something that'll actually show peace
Hold these
Boutta bluff pussy
Like it's four queens
Fold jeez
French babe thinks I'm from 110 Queens
French babe sayin' "I love you baby"
"Buy me Fendi et je reste ton baby"
Every time I step out
Homies hate on my style
Homies ain't on my grind
Same ol' same ol'
Same ol' same ol'
And every time I step in
Ladies go tell they friends
"Dariush how he so hot?"
Same ol' same ol'
Ain't you tired of the same ol' shit?
Same topics, same models in the same ol' whips
Young Deep laser focused as a Kano hit
Thanos grip, dropping gems, change the world
Then change my fit
Diabolical
Everything we doing over here is astronomical
Hella stars, hella bars
Competition optional
Same old song and dance, all your offerings are comical
I'm offing every obstacle
Eyes wide shut
Closed mouths don't get fed
Might die by lust
Good sex and good head
In thighs I trust
You can take my heart
I'll cast my light if things feel too dark
You know you tired of those played out lines
Real love is so appealing but quiet hard to find
Baby take these rhymes for when the sun done shine
And I'll be home for your love by the same ol' time
Why is it that there's a gun shop
On almost every corner in this community?
Why?
I'll tell you why
For the same reason that there's a liquor store
On almost every corner in the black community
Why? They want us to kill ourselves
You go out to Beverly Hills, you don't see that shit
But they want to us to kill ourselves
Every time I step out
Homies hate on my style
Homies ain't on my grind
Same ol' same ol'
Same ol' same ol'
And every time I step in
Ladies go tell they friends
"Dariush how he so hot ?"
Same ol' same ol'
Same ol' same ol'
This for the same ol' homies
Chillin' on the same ol' blocks
With the same ol' glocks
And this is for the same ol' ladies
Still showin' the same ol' love
Guess nothing changes
Same ol' same ol'
And to all the homies I ain't talk to in a while
I'm still the same ol' brother
IN THIGHS WE TRUST
Every time I step out
Homies hate on my style
Homies ain't on my grind
Same ol' same ol'
Same ol' same ol'
Every time I step in
Ladies go tell they friends
"Dariush how he so hot?"
Same ol' same ol'
Same ol' same ol'
Whatcha know about a bill?
Whatcha know about a homie?
Whatcha know about your friends being fake and phoney?
Whatcha know about trust?
Whatcha know about luck?
Whatcha know about a clock?
Looks like yours is running
Yeah I'm that pretty boy
No Mississippi boy
Make 'em jealous
Getting messy with they misses boy
Yeah I'm that pretty boy
Make 'em miss me boy
It gets messy when you messing with me silly boy
Whatcha know about an old head talking bout me?
Whatcha know about a youngster bobbin' at me
Whatcha know about fine piece sayin' "hold me"
Oh please
I want something that'll actually show peace
Hold these
Boutta bluff pussy
Like it's four queens
Fold jeez
French babe thinks I'm from 110 Queens
French babe sayin' "I love you baby"
"Buy me Fendi et je reste ton baby"
Every time I step out
Homies hate on my style
Homies ain't on my grind
Same ol' same ol'
Same ol' same ol'
And every time I step in
Ladies go tell they friends
"Dariush how he so hot?"
Same ol' same ol'
Ain't you tired of the same ol' shit?
Same topics, same models in the same ol' whips
Young Deep laser focused as a Kano hit
Thanos grip, dropping gems, change the world
Then change my fit
Diabolical
Everything we doing over here is astronomical
Hella stars, hella bars
Competition optional
Same old song and dance, all your offerings are comical
I'm offing every obstacle
Eyes wide shut
Closed mouths don't get fed
Might die by lust
Good sex and good head
In thighs I trust
You can take my heart
I'll cast my light if things feel too dark
You know you tired of those played out lines
Real love is so appealing but quiet hard to find
Baby take these rhymes for when the sun done shine
And I'll be home for your love by the same ol' time
Why is it that there's a gun shop
On almost every corner in this community?
Why?
I'll tell you why
For the same reason that there's a liquor store
On almost every corner in the black community
Why? They want us to kill ourselves
You go out to Beverly Hills, you don't see that shit
But they want to us to kill ourselves
Every time I step out
Homies hate on my style
Homies ain't on my grind
Same ol' same ol'
Same ol' same ol'
And every time I step in
Ladies go tell they friends
"Dariush how he so hot ?"
Same ol' same ol'
Same ol' same ol'
This for the same ol' homies
Chillin' on the same ol' blocks
With the same ol' glocks
And this is for the same ol' ladies
Still showin' the same ol' love
Guess nothing changes
Same ol' same ol'
And to all the homies I ain't talk to in a while
I'm still the same ol' brother
IN THIGHS WE TRUST
