Texty: Bow Wow. Roc The Mic.
(feat. Jermaine Dupri)
[Verse 1:]
Since day one when he came up
I taught him everything I had to tear the game up
What we went through it was a shame but
We back at it now doing all the same stuff, being us
When I left I heard all the words and the lil birds
In the background saying how he gon act now?
Being stubborn little homie couldn't back down
But I'm back now, and we back around
Killing all the daughters and they mama along with em
Little homie so crazy and it's stay tryin to split em
Stay with his shirt off, gang of tattoos
All the homies like, nigga he act just like you
Jermaine it's true, I do, I ain't even gon front
Tryna hit it out the park, but these other niggas blunt
Roll up like a bitch, straight stuntin on these niggas like
You like JD when I was just a kid
[Chorus:]
They say we talk just alike
Walk just alike
Same damn swagger when we roc up on the mic
All the girls like we can get it
And all my niggas hands up let me know that your with it
They say we talk just alike
Walk just alike
Same damn swagger when we roc up on the mic
All the girls like we can get it
And all my niggas hands up let me know that your with it
[Verse 2:]
Come on that o by my no drama
All about that dough
In with the new and out with the old
Stay making it and keeping the people wanting more
And for L I F E W E SO SO
So cold like a winter night in chi town
You know you ain't hot homie, pipe down
See the label done, got a nigga hype,
Stop running round liein bout your motherfucking life clown
Cause the real don't do that
I be looking at em like ew who do that?
Kids don't feel that
But you wouldn't know cause you're getting too old and slow
Steadin poppin when you're barely going go (woaw)
Same lambo same bent different colour
More like my son and just me little brother
See I had to let him go
Just so he could really know
You never know what you got til it's gone, welcome home
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Ok, same lambo, same bent different colour
More like a dad and just a big brother
We ain't always gonna agree
And see eye to eye
But for me when it come to him I'm straight do or die
I couldn't have said it better cause I feel the same
It's just some things that ain't never supposed to change
Like when Nicky Bournes switched the name on the blue magic
For no reason, when it fucked up a good baggage
You don't need a ring less you got a team of niggas round you
That will hold you down and run with you around
Through the thick in the dam when the work ain't comin in
You know the ups and the downs that we all go through
The moral of the story is
Don't let the kids come through and separate this
This being one of the realest and the greatest
Relationship between two friends, I'm talkin true friends
[Chorus]
[Verse 1:]
Since day one when he came up
I taught him everything I had to tear the game up
What we went through it was a shame but
We back at it now doing all the same stuff, being us
When I left I heard all the words and the lil birds
In the background saying how he gon act now?
Being stubborn little homie couldn't back down
But I'm back now, and we back around
Killing all the daughters and they mama along with em
Little homie so crazy and it's stay tryin to split em
Stay with his shirt off, gang of tattoos
All the homies like, nigga he act just like you
Jermaine it's true, I do, I ain't even gon front
Tryna hit it out the park, but these other niggas blunt
Roll up like a bitch, straight stuntin on these niggas like
You like JD when I was just a kid
[Chorus:]
They say we talk just alike
Walk just alike
Same damn swagger when we roc up on the mic
All the girls like we can get it
And all my niggas hands up let me know that your with it
They say we talk just alike
Walk just alike
Same damn swagger when we roc up on the mic
All the girls like we can get it
And all my niggas hands up let me know that your with it
[Verse 2:]
Come on that o by my no drama
All about that dough
In with the new and out with the old
Stay making it and keeping the people wanting more
And for L I F E W E SO SO
So cold like a winter night in chi town
You know you ain't hot homie, pipe down
See the label done, got a nigga hype,
Stop running round liein bout your motherfucking life clown
Cause the real don't do that
I be looking at em like ew who do that?
Kids don't feel that
But you wouldn't know cause you're getting too old and slow
Steadin poppin when you're barely going go (woaw)
Same lambo same bent different colour
More like my son and just me little brother
See I had to let him go
Just so he could really know
You never know what you got til it's gone, welcome home
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Ok, same lambo, same bent different colour
More like a dad and just a big brother
We ain't always gonna agree
And see eye to eye
But for me when it come to him I'm straight do or die
I couldn't have said it better cause I feel the same
It's just some things that ain't never supposed to change
Like when Nicky Bournes switched the name on the blue magic
For no reason, when it fucked up a good baggage
You don't need a ring less you got a team of niggas round you
That will hold you down and run with you around
Through the thick in the dam when the work ain't comin in
You know the ups and the downs that we all go through
The moral of the story is
Don't let the kids come through and separate this
This being one of the realest and the greatest
Relationship between two friends, I'm talkin true friends
[Chorus]