these hoes are the same

Yeah, they smile in your face, but it's all for the fame, Playin' games, switchin' lanes, and they all sound the same. Got you caught in a cycle, but you think it's a vibe, Every promise they make, man, it's hard to describe. Late nights, bright lights, but it's cloudin' your mind, Chasin' shadows in the dark, but the truth's hard to find. Got the world in your hands, but they pullin' you down, Every text and every call, got you lost in the sound. (Verse 2) Yeah, they say they ride or die, but they bail when it's tough, Got you feelin' like a king, but they throne ain't enough. Count your blessings, keep it movin', don’t get caught don’t get caught in the trap, 'Cause these highs and these lows, man, they overlap. Stay focused on your grind, let the past be the past, Elevate your game, man, this moment won't last. Keep your cycle tight, only real ones remain, 'Cause ya ya, these hoes are the same, but they fuck up your game. ya ya they fuck up your game