Still The Same

By Flee Jay

Released on October 3, 2022

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[Intro]

Lots of heat murdered that beat


[Chorus]

FleeJay:

I'm still that same young nigga that used to post up on the block

I was taught to never chase a bitch, I only chase that guap

Bitch, I'm focused on them bands, you think I'm worried about an opp?

All my little niggas with it, bitch, you know we keep them mops

That K gonna knock you out your socks, them 7.62s flip your block

I'm a young trap nigga, bitch, I got that from my pop

I'm a real street nigga, bitch, I took a couple shots

But I'm still up on that block with a .30 in my Glock

Better watch what you say to me, niggas know not to play with me

Bitch, I keep that K with me, in these streets bitches play for keeps


[Verse 1]

FleeJay:

Money hanging out my jeans, I think that's why they hate on me

I'm deep up in this shit for real, I need someone to pray for me

I be on my bully, ain't nobody ever take from me

I pull up with that fully, get to blowing and put you straight to sleep

A lot of niggas want to see me dead, that's why it stay with me

A lot of bodies drop around this bitch, that's why they scared of me

And when it comes to this rapping shit, they can't compete with me

Your bitch said she want to do this dick, that's why she stare at me

I just put that dick up on her, now she want to marry me

I looked her in the face, I ain't no goofy bitch, stop playing with me


[Chorus]

FleeJay:

I'm still that same young nigga that used to post up on the block

I was taught to never chase a bitch, I only chase that guap

Bitch, I'm focused on them bands, you think I'm worried about an opp?

All my little niggas with it, bitch, you know we keep them mops

That K gonna knock you out your socks, them 7.62s flip your block

I'm a young trap nigga, bitch, I got that from my pop

I'm a real street nigga, bitch, I took a couple shots

But I'm still up on that block with a .30 in my Glock


[Verse 2]

Grimy Gang Kilo:

Mama eyes watery, I know she pray to God for me

Homicides and robbery, she know I keep that Glock on me

You would think they sponsor me, we got Glocks on top of Glocks

We gonna pop out on your block, we catch an opp off where it's top

Phone number, go make your life stop, them 5.56s wipe your snot

Caught them lacking off the Wok, these type of shots can knock your block

There's a drum under my jock, it's going down, this how I rock

First degree under my name, we gonna hop out time to march

Smoke an opp just like a cart, paint them red just like it's art

Leave that pussy boy stinky, make him shit and make him fart

I'm a grimy ass nigga, bitch, I get that from my block

I'm a real P member, boy, I'll put your car on park


[Chorus]

FleeJay:

I'm still that same young nigga that used to post up on the block

I was taught to never chase a bitch, I only chase that guap

Bitch, I'm focused on them bands, you think I'm worried about an opp?

All my little niggas with it, bitch, you know we keep them mops

That K gonna knock you out your socks, them 7.62s flip your block

I'm a young trap nigga, bitch, I got that from my pop

I'm a real street nigga, bitch, I took a couple shots

But I'm still up on that block with a .30 in my Glock


[Verse 3]

FleeJay:

I'm in the kitchen whipping work, custies like "who going to get it first?"

All I do is count and serve, bagging up until my fingers hurt

We gonna pop you like a Yerk, pull up and let that chopper jerk

My little niggas down to earth, 223 put you on a shirt

Late night bitch we trying to get it in, we gonna get rid of them

Shots fired out that minivan, we trying to spin again

We five deep with them Glizzy's on us, and they all different gens

Walk ups, fuck a drive-by, we trying to do them in

Them hollows hit him, he ain't coming back, when they go through his skin

Chopper shells, 7.62s, yeah, he gonna lose a limb

Spotted him, yeah, we got him, don't let him get away

This a high cack well like 60 shots, so he gonna die today


[Chorus]

FleeJay:

I'm still that same young nigga that used to post up on the block

I was taught to never chase a bitch, I only chase that guap

Bitch, I'm focused on them bands, you think I'm worried about an opp?

All my little niggas with it, bitch, you know we keep them mops

That K gonna knock you out your socks, them 7.62s flip your block

I'm a young trap nigga, bitch, I got that from my pop

I'm a real street nigga, bitch, I took a couple shots

But I'm still up on that block with a .30 in my Glock