Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y – The Same One Lyrics

The Same One

Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

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"The Same One." - Wiz Khalifa & Curren$y

Friday, 23 October 2026, 12:37 pm

Album: Roofless Records For Drop Tops: Disc 1

Track No: 07

Weed all over this bitch
Dispensary ownership, too high to get over me, bitch
Huh (Yeah), but you gotta let go of me, bitch
I got a float in the six, me and my dog, huh
Me and my dog, I swear we done supposed to be rich
Industry mix, had to jump over some hurdles and shit
I done lost some close friends to murders and shit
I think of them when I'm splurgin' and shit
Like if doggy was livin', he'd say, "Go cop it, you deserve that shit"
Couple of tears, but I'm still smilin' and swervin' this bitch
Parked it by the curb, it look like I'm sellin' birds
But I'm sellin' work, motherfucker, work
I can't stay at the house (Hahaha)
Unless it's no neighbors there (Yeah)
No, I ain't pullin' up
Unless I put one in the air
I told her to beat me there
I bought it, don't know the amount
Never had it in real life, but found out I'm the same one they talkin' 'bout (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Never had it in real life, but found out I'm the same one they talkin' 'bout (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Never had it in real life, but found out I'm the same one they talkin' 'bout
From the parkin' lot (Uh)
You smell what I smoke (The what?)
Still got all my chains, but I don't rock 'em, though (Yeah)
Let go of a few styles, let 'em copy those (Damn)
Let her ride with the gang if they properly rolled (Go)
Can't drive with the seats close, I'm 6'5", that hurt my knees, bro (Hahahaha)
Celine store, I might need those (What?)
Saint Laurent bags, poppin' hella tags, when I travel, I don't bring clothes (Uh)
She takin' two to the chest (Damn)
Smoke out the room, it's a mess (Uh)
I live in her head with no rent (Yeah)
She say I do it the best (That's right)
Got a new strain to test (Uh)
I got a plane to catch (Wow)
I'll send this one over the fence (Yeah)
She say I do it the best (Goddamn)
I can't stay at the house
Unless it's no neighbors there
No, I ain't pullin' up
Unless I put one in the air
I told her to beat me there
I bought it, don't know the amount
Never had it in real life, but found out I'm the same one they talkin' 'bout (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Never had it in real life, but found out I'm the same one they talkin' 'bout (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
Never had it in real life, but found out I'm the same one they talkin' 'bout

Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz & Shante Franklin.

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