Same Team! lyrics

[Chorus: RJmrLA]
All this compitition, f*ck the opposition
Looking in the mearor, I decide to listen
n*ggas tryna vear me out of my posision
[?] with the stick, I'm feeling childish
I just bought a crib [?]
Got my [?] looking [?]
Like a nail tech, [?]
I got some Bloods, I got some Crips, and we the same team
All this ice up in my ears, I got a brain freeze
308's up in my drum, I gotta bang me

[Verse 1: Chris King]
Money to the ceiling, I don't know [?]
I just know I pull up [?]
Young rich and turnt from the dirt, give a young n*gga flowers
Don't know how much time [?]
I popped a 40 before the homies was pallbearers
'Cause we the future, don't need to read [?]
No [?] card [?] if you weak, then wе all parish
Police just look llike janiters, clеaning up our messes
Don't protect me for one second
sh*t is worse than the Great Depression, if you get on top, don't get lost
[?] like you get put in the crosshairs
Start moving like a boss, start wearing what a boss wear
All this love around but there's one n*gga that wanna put you next to God [?]
Got a chopper [?] Glock [?] n*ggas strapped like [?]
[?] behind your back, but you still think [?]
But I can't complain, [?] I don't even shop there
[?]
[Chorus: RJmrLA]
All this compitition, f*ck the opposition
Looking in the mearor, I decide to listen
n*ggas tryna vear me out of my posision
[?] with the stick, I'm feeling childish
I just bought a crib [?]
Got my [?] looking [?]
Like a nail tech, [?]
I got some Bloods, I got some Crips, and we the same team
All this ice up in my ears, I got a brain freeze
308's up in my drum, I gotta bang me

[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
This game'll take everything out you
Discourage and doubt you
[?] crossing over where you bleeding out
God fearing, hopping out the Wraith, take the deman rout
Juice, what you thinking 'bout?
I don't know, sliding on n*ggas I ain't met before
Slip [?] down, my n*gga, I gotta up the score
Up the pole, bullets fly, flipping, look like [?]
[?] so deep in my soul, I gotta let it off
Go, just to climb another level, get my mind right
I'm f*cking up [?] b*tches up in the highrise
Limelight [?] b*tch, I come from the mud, I got my sh*t up
Rob me, I get it back in blood, f*ck a stick up
Me and Chris filling up the drum and do a duet
Big shot [?]
[Chorus: RJmrLA]
All this compitition, f*ck the opposition
Looking in the mearor, I decide to listen
n*ggas tryna vear me out of my posision
[?] with the stick, I'm feeling childish
I just bought a crib [?]
Got my [?] looking [?]
Like a nail tech, [?]
I got some Bloods, I got some Crips, and we the same team
All this ice up in my ears, I got a brain freeze
308's up in my drum, I gotta bang me