Same Thing Chords by NoCap

[Start]

[Intro]
E Dmaj7 D Dmaj7 D F#m7 Dmaj7
■ ■     ■ ■     ■ ■    ■    
               F#m           
Old Money like some dinosaurs


[Verse]
Dmaj7                                    
Was taking losses that we couldn't afford
                                     D      
Tryna hold me back when I was moving forward
       D                                  
I want that cash I'm always moving forward
                     Dmaj7         Amaj7
She gone fuck me for some Tom Ford ■    
D                     Dmaj7           
Brand new Rolex ain't got time for her
        Dmaj7                                      
Sixteen hunnid block they know I rep that gang gang
D                                                   
You got shooters me too I guess we on the same thing
                            F#m                       Dmaj7
Don't let this rapping fool you bitch I'm on the same thing
                                              Dmaj7
Every time they came and got me I ain't say a name 
                      F#m                         Dmaj7
Niggas thought I hung with Weezy I keep this Mack Maine
                                       D   
Bitch had gave it easy when them racks came
    D                            
Gun shots went through Fred chest
D                       
One bullet hit Slim head
                   F#m                                     D         
Some of them say I changed but if I did then I changed for the better
                                                  D           
Most of you niggas stopped cheesin' soon as I got some cheddar
                                                      Dmaj7         
Nigga this shit will never heal stop asking me if I'm feeling better
                                             Dmaj7   
I don't get on elevators everybody around me steppers
                                           Dmaj7     
High as hell eating beats shit reminded me of edibles
                                                     Dmaj7          
I'm going to kill Slim killer I hope twelve sit back I'm catching em


[Chorus]
F#m              Dmaj7                       
■   Just spent a hunnid racks I'm ballin' out
         D                    
I'm on a whole other level now
                 D                                 
Straight out the hood what I been selling out shows
                  D                  
Need twenty racks to hope on the road
        F#m                            D                  
Get rid of the script bottle make sure it's already poured
    Dmaj7                     D                    
The whole van on probation we can't get pulled over
   F#m                              D                      
My new bitch told me she loves me I just shrug my shoulders
Dmaj7                     D                           F#m
I don't play no games you better act like you suppose to 


[Verse]
                           Dmaj7                
Would you still love me if I never met pro tools
                               Dmaj7                   
I promise I ain't fussin' just remember what I told you
                           Dmaj7                          
Build and trust again it's some shit I can't get close too
                      D                            
Really then again you someone I want to be close to
D                                 
Dick you down like I'm supposed to
      D                             
These choppers kick harder than Goku
F#m  D                                        
Five hundred on the vest but I'm not protected
                  D                                    
I know that sound weird but that's how a nigga dressing
                 Dmaj7                    
Spikes all on my wrist I'm high as it gets
                                                   F#m    
Sometimes I feel like Drizzy I was rolling through the six
                   Dmaj7                            
She said she not a fan but she keep asking for a pic
                      D                          F#m7         
My niggas rich if she was a cornerback she still couldn't pick
         Dmaj7                         D               F#m        
My blunt is lit my gun a stick pull up hell cat no I'm not kidding
             D              Dmaj7            D            
Diamonds got my wrists numb short bitch look like Nia Long
                                        F#m7        
We don't talk on cell phones eyes lower than Vietnam
        D                                     
Who the fuck gone save the streets if I didn't
                                   F#m
Never saying no to my niggas or my kin
         D                                
Stand on these niggas head like Bobby Pins
                                    Dmaj7 
You get one thing free in this life oxygen
                Dmaj7                                 
I see flaw in a rap nigga I won't put him on aux again
                                                    Dmaj7      
I think my niggas send more shots than the Kentucky College gym
               Dmaj7                                     
I got reallife issues I can't talk too much on interviews
                     Dmaj7                                
Domestic violence on codeine these drugs really get abused


[Chorus]
    Dmaj7                    
Old Money like some dinosaurs
Amaj7 Dmaj7                                
Was   taking losses that we couldn't afford
                          F#m               
Tryna hold me back when I was moving forward
Amaj7        D             Dmaj7                
■     I want that cash I'm always moving forward
D Dmaj7                F#m           Amaj7
■ She gone fuck me for some Tom Ford ■    
Dmaj7                                 
Brand new Rolex ain't got time for her
        Dmaj7                                      
Sixteen hunnid block they know I rep that gang gang
D                                                   
You got shooters me too I guess we on the same thing
Dmaj7                       F#m7                      Amaj7
Don't let this rapping fool you bitch I'm on the same thing
Dmaj7                                         D   
Every time they came and got me I ain't say a name
                      F#m                         Dmaj7
Niggas thought I hung with Weezy I keep this Mack Maine
                                       D   
Bitch had gave it easy when them racks came


[Outro]
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