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One and the Same Video (MV)




Performed By: Whxami
Length: 2:46
Written by: Austyn Contrastano




Whxami - One and the Same Lyrics




I don't got a job cuz I don't wanna leave the crib
When thinkin bout if I should end it
Troubbled times got me sittin home
Coupple dollars sittin on the counter
Im conflicted should I try and pocket this or leave it right out near the stove
You could make assumptions when Im steppin in the function
But I know you f*ckin think Im nothin I heard this shit before
Death is really nothin but a slut who tryna f*ck and when I feel her sneakin up
I gotta tell her I ain't ready no

And I can hear the pain in your voice when you speakin in my face in hopes to maybe fill the void oh
But you an angel by choice so baby you ain't gotta worry I'll be straight by the mornin oh
But everytime you hold me you take it away
All the pain feel it fading away
But I just wanna hold you and make it okay
You make me think that we one and the same

Another rhyme Im spittin will the world acknowledge this well f*ck it
I don't want the fame or nothin nah I gotta different goal
F*ck your diamond wrist and golden tires on your whips
I wanna crib where I can kick it and provide got a little dough
I seen alot of shit that f*cked me up I thought that this was just my luck
But now I got some homies I don't gotta feel alone
And yeah I wanna bitch but I can't trust alot of them
So if Im on my own again I guess its how its f*ckin meant to go

And I can hear the pain in your voice when you speakin in my face in hopes to maybe fill the void oh
But you an angel by choice so baby you ain't gotta worry I'll be straight by the mornin oh
But everytime you hold me you take it away
All the pain feel it fading away
But I just wanna hold you and make it okay
You make me think that we one and the same
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I don't got a job cuz I don't wanna leave the crib
When thinkin bout if I should end it
Troubbled times got me sittin home
Coupple dollars sittin on the counter
Im conflicted should I try and pocket this or leave it right out near the stove
You could make assumptions when Im steppin in the function
But I know you f*ckin think Im nothin I heard this shit before
Death is really nothin but a slut who tryna f*ck and when I feel her sneakin up
I gotta tell her I ain't ready no

And I can hear the pain in your voice when you speakin in my face in hopes to maybe fill the void oh
But you an angel by choice so baby you ain't gotta worry I'll be straight by the mornin oh
But everytime you hold me you take it away
All the pain feel it fading away
But I just wanna hold you and make it okay
You make me think that we one and the same

Another rhyme Im spittin will the world acknowledge this well f*ck it
I don't want the fame or nothin nah I gotta different goal
F*ck your diamond wrist and golden tires on your whips
I wanna crib where I can kick it and provide got a little dough
I seen alot of shit that f*cked me up I thought that this was just my luck
But now I got some homies I don't gotta feel alone
And yeah I wanna bitch but I can't trust alot of them
So if Im on my own again I guess its how its f*ckin meant to go

And I can hear the pain in your voice when you speakin in my face in hopes to maybe fill the void oh
But you an angel by choice so baby you ain't gotta worry I'll be straight by the mornin oh
But everytime you hold me you take it away
All the pain feel it fading away
But I just wanna hold you and make it okay
You make me think that we one and the same
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Writer: Austyn Contrastano
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