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Same Energy Video (MV)




Performed By: Lyfe Lit & Yung Laser
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Sherrod Bethea, Troy Harris




Lyfe Lit & Yung Laser - Same Energy Lyrics
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Niggas never hit my line when I was down bad
Giving energy you gave me, why you sound mad
Getting money I got hunnits in a brown bag
Getting thrown in the club, where my crown at
Now the diamonds match the hunnits cause they all blue
When you come out the trenches, feel like you can't lose
I was down bad, shawty wasn't into me
Now I'm up, better have the same energy
Imma hit it off a perc, yeah she like when I get nasty
In that YSL I spent 20 on a jacket
In a Hellcat doin' 180 in traffic
And I'm chasing money til a nigga in a casket
Shawty lemme hit it til the morning
When I'm with you, imma leave if the money calling
I'm on Ciroc cause I'm cutting back on that codeine
I'm dripping wet out the pool, I'm talking chlorine
Counting money a feeling better than morphine
Imma tell her I love her and she important
She met my momma, my fam and she met the whole team
She like to stay on that pole but she ain't voting (Yeah)
Play the outfield, know you see my diamonds hitting
Rotisserie how I'm spending all this chicken
She lemme hit it raw, now you say she acting different
Drop her off at ya front door in the Bentley (Aye)
Niggas never hit my line when I was down bad
Giving energy you gave me, why you sound mad
Getting money I got hunnits in a brown bag
Getting thrown in the club, where my crown at
Now the diamonds match the hunnits cause they all blue
When you come out the trenches, feel like you can't lose
I was down bad, shawty wasn't into me
Now I'm up, better have the same energy
I buy anything I like, anything I like
I buy anything I like, thing I like, thing I like, thing I like
I buy anything I like
Off-White, earned my stripes
Jeweler got me teething, all my diamonds bite
Need em' on my teeth, yeah I like chewing ice
Plain Jane on my wrist, had to book a flight
Let the stick paint ya shirt like Picasso
Let my dick paint ya bitch, she a thot ho'
Niggas tapped, how you trapping on an iPhone
I don't lack, never slacking like some job clothes
I put Cubans on my neck, now they wanna link
I be laughing to the bank, like a money prank
Dropping racks like i'm clumsy, I buy anything
Catch a vibe witcha shawty, she won't feel the same
I be smoking on fire, colorful fibers
I be feeling like karate cause I keep getting hiya
Rose gold, black diamonds look like open papaya
I could never come in second, like a minute, no timer
Niggas never hit my line when I was down bad
Giving energy you gave me, why you sound mad
Getting money I got hunnits in a brown bag
Getting thrown in the club, where my crown at
Now the diamonds match the hunnits cause they all blue
When you come out the trenches, feel like you can't lose
I was down bad, shawty wasn't into me
Now I'm up, better have the same energy
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Niggas never hit my line when I was down bad
Giving energy you gave me, why you sound mad
Getting money I got hunnits in a brown bag
Getting thrown in the club, where my crown at
Now the diamonds match the hunnits cause they all blue
When you come out the trenches, feel like you can't lose
I was down bad, shawty wasn't into me
Now I'm up, better have the same energy
Imma hit it off a perc, yeah she like when I get nasty
In that YSL I spent 20 on a jacket
In a Hellcat doin' 180 in traffic
And I'm chasing money til a nigga in a casket
Shawty lemme hit it til the morning
When I'm with you, imma leave if the money calling
I'm on Ciroc cause I'm cutting back on that codeine
I'm dripping wet out the pool, I'm talking chlorine
Counting money a feeling better than morphine
Imma tell her I love her and she important
She met my momma, my fam and she met the whole team
She like to stay on that pole but she ain't voting (Yeah)
Play the outfield, know you see my diamonds hitting
Rotisserie how I'm spending all this chicken
She lemme hit it raw, now you say she acting different
Drop her off at ya front door in the Bentley (Aye)
Niggas never hit my line when I was down bad
Giving energy you gave me, why you sound mad
Getting money I got hunnits in a brown bag
Getting thrown in the club, where my crown at
Now the diamonds match the hunnits cause they all blue
When you come out the trenches, feel like you can't lose
I was down bad, shawty wasn't into me
Now I'm up, better have the same energy
I buy anything I like, anything I like
I buy anything I like, thing I like, thing I like, thing I like
I buy anything I like
Off-White, earned my stripes
Jeweler got me teething, all my diamonds bite
Need em' on my teeth, yeah I like chewing ice
Plain Jane on my wrist, had to book a flight
Let the stick paint ya shirt like Picasso
Let my dick paint ya bitch, she a thot ho'
Niggas tapped, how you trapping on an iPhone
I don't lack, never slacking like some job clothes
I put Cubans on my neck, now they wanna link
I be laughing to the bank, like a money prank
Dropping racks like i'm clumsy, I buy anything
Catch a vibe witcha shawty, she won't feel the same
I be smoking on fire, colorful fibers
I be feeling like karate cause I keep getting hiya
Rose gold, black diamonds look like open papaya
I could never come in second, like a minute, no timer
Niggas never hit my line when I was down bad
Giving energy you gave me, why you sound mad
Getting money I got hunnits in a brown bag
Getting thrown in the club, where my crown at
Now the diamonds match the hunnits cause they all blue
When you come out the trenches, feel like you can't lose
I was down bad, shawty wasn't into me
Now I'm up, better have the same energy
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Writer: Sherrod Bethea, Troy Harris
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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