Same Ol' Songtext
von Mick Jenkins

Hmm (Hit-Boy)


I step in rooms where niggas don′t know who I am
Leave out felt, that's on me
I got that shit in my pants, but I know my belt is on me
I know my niggas like, "Wait", they′ll hold me down if I say
Couldn't hold me back if they tried, I'm six-five
Steppin′ twice your stride if I marched in place
Been the light in the darkest place
Stayed in the sun, I need that darker face, they see me now
It′s not the Peter Parker face, but niggas eyes wide
I wouldn't call it Spidey-sense, it′s just the sticky fingers
Especially when I'm around a goofy fly guy
I got that fear of God too
Been invested that first quarter advance from BMI too
1967 Mustang, it′s D-I-Y, too
Bought it for five racks, put 25 in it
Got a new bitch with a shoe switch, now it's me and my boo
Huh, typed it in all capitals, maximizing capital
Vision, this ain′t capital
Never spoke in lower case
I do everything on accident, don't ask me how
Gordon Ramsey instructed cookin', didn′t need no instruction booklet
I just did my fuckin′ thing, I ain't get no fuck you lookin′
Told 'em I wasn′t never lackin', how you let ′em sucker punch you?
Tell them niggas Eric Clapton
Heard it rockin' e'rywhere, niggas don′t know where it happened
Heard it cost ′em e'rything just to be out there cappin′
Heard it's a new era now, heard them niggas still clappin′
So these niggas still actin', wow

Game don′t switch, you know this, shit don't stop
Money gon' come, money gon′ go, somebody catchin′ it if it drop
Game don't switch, shit don′t stop
Come on, man, you know that (Ayy)
Game don't switch, you know this, shit don′t stop
Money gon' come, money gon′ go, somebody catchin' it if it drop
Game don't switch, shit don′t stop (Tsk)
Come on, man, you know that