Same Old Me

People all in my business

Talk about me online

Homies saying I'm changing

Calling me on my downtime

I can't pick up my phone because I just got home

And I've been gone two months my time is spent

I got a fiance take a while to adjust being home then I'm gone again

How the fuck you know how much money's in

My bank account, its funny the assumption made

Crumbs don't become a cake overnight

On the road for over fifty-something days

And I still can't post a GoFundMe page

Without a dumbass telling me, "You got it, Rittz"

So many hands in my pocket

I feel like the cops are frisking me looking for my dollar bills

I took 'em so low on the OD tour, lost like fifty-five grand

Lesson learned, I can't afford to bust shit

I told my girl we gotta cancel our plans

And I went off on a tangent

A wreck, cause I'm panicking

Life as a rambling man disappearing

And I'm damned and I can see they can't get a handle of saying it

But do it for my handful of fans

And I still ain't changed

(Simultaneous with hook:)

Never

It's Rittz, bitch

People change and I don't know why

Cause I'm still the same old me

Aw yeah

Money come and go, but so what?

I'm still the same old me

Aw yeah, aw yeah

Look, might've seen me on a poster or the grocery store

People that are scared to approach me are

No different than me

I write raps for a living and I'm overjoyed

And even if I get no awards for my music

Fans say it helped them cope before

Made 'em hope for more

Sometimes the sky can seem so out of reach

When you're sitting on the ocean floor

I did Breakfast with Sway

On Shade 45 with Heather B

You can see the YouTube video

Where the mic fell, shit was embarrassing

Did a song with Trae the Truth

I met Devin the Dude

And man, I just did a video with Twista

Shit I - think somebody needa pinch my - arm

Here, lets take a picture for the Insta - gram

This is Famous fam with no Travis Barker

Tagging "Rittz Bitch" with a magic marker

The Agora Theater in Cleveland to Phoenix

It's like I'm on a magic carpet

Shit I'm dreaming a bit

Sold out shows, I was up in the arena with Tech

Then I flew back home to Atlanta, did a show for my homie

Only 25 people was there, but I rocked that bitch

(Simultaneous with hook:)

Cause I still ain't changed

It's Rittz, bitch

People change and I don't know why

Cause I'm still the same old me

Aw yeah

Money come and go, but so what?

I'm still the same old me

Aw yeah, aw yeah

One time for the dreamers

I pray your day will soon come

It's hard to know what you here for

It'll reveal itself in due time

I rap with friends who ain't made it

Let your lyrics channel through mine

Two times for the fans that motivated me the minute I started to lose sight

They be showing up in each, state

Fans overseas saying peace, mate

They loving the lyrics because they re-late

They give me the motivation to cre-ate

When I'm fettered it gets hard for me to see, straight

To my family I used to be a di-sgrace

The time I'm spending rapping was a big, waste

But I finally got a record deal a big, break

Time to be, great

Homie we, chase

The paper til the muscles in our feet, ache

And finally I got to have a sweet, taste

Of victory, picture me rolling with the homies C-N-T, mane

Everybody in the world wanna de-bate

Who's better Meek, Drake?

I'm just hoping that I reach, they

Level, went back-to-back-to-back

Haters saying he, changed

(Simultaneous with hook:)

Like really?

Ain't shit changed

I still live in Gwinnett

Still got the same homies

Clintel

I ain't rich, bitch

I'm Rittz, bitch

Yeah

People change and I don't know why

Cause I'm still the same old me

Aw yeah

Money come and go, but so what?

I'm still the same old me

Aw yeah, aw yeah