Same Ol Same - Scarface

It’s like the world stopped spinning

Niggas in the game not winning

Not much of a prize to keep your eyes

There’s money to be made so we grind on

Gunshots up the block heard

A young cat must’ve got served

A hard head made a soft ass

You talk that shit, you better walk fast

Street life to the death of me

The game’s so cold it need a referee

Nowadays you could talk to ‘em

Back then, they put chalk to ‘em

«I'm sorry, Mister Officer, but

I can’t understand what you saying, you talking that fuck»

I’ma leave with the same rules I came with

And only real cats can say the same shit

If we going backwards, you know what’ll happen

But it doesn’t matter

Different day but everything’s the same, ooh

I don’t give a fuck where you from, dawg

Take your ass home, nigga, fuck y’all

You got guns, we got guns too

But we be quick to show you what them guns do

If you ain’t from here, don’t come here

You already know how it’s done here

No new friends, no old moves

Game I was fed by the old dudes

So I abide by them old rules

Don’t talk about no money, I don’t owe you

I don’t know you;

you ain’t day one

You imaginary hustler;

you fake, son

You break one, and catch dude

You bag me, they wet you

It’s simple, ain’t no need to complicate that

I separate the real from the fake cats

My nigga, face facts, I bust bang

I’m from the H so it’s a must I let my nuts hang

I leave with them same rules I came with

And all the real dudes say the same shit

If we going backwards, you know what’ll happen

But it doesn’t matter

Different day but everything’s the same, ooh

To hell with all that friendship shit

Your friend’ll make you kill that bitch

You know we started at the same spot

We was getting money then it came out

Was tryna put me in a cross though

Five came back but he lost four

He said «I did it like that

That was a—Brad, let me hit you right back»

Got niggas plotting on me like I’m fucked up

Talking reckless ain’t gon' draw my nuts, Chuck

What’s up?

You niggas got me all wrong

I’ve been a solid dude all along

So hard looks don’t scare me

If you wanna start a war, come near me

Itchy trigger finger since my childhood

In any situation, I’m good

I’m hood, I fear nothing

Just God, now here’s something

That you can go to the grave with

I come in here and leave with the same shit

If we going backwards, you know what’ll happen

But it doesn’t matter

Different day but everything’s the same, ooh