This is a song about "Still that same nigga"

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Give me face like that nigga

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

No benefits still a nigga had hissy fit

But i still feel the same

Grown men in this game

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

All that talk about change, and shit still remains the same

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

He nigga dat set you up, is da same nigga you hid wit

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

But still is that a reason to hate that it's the same love,

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

If the world still the same its nothing else but the talk