Artist: Rittz
Album:  Top of the Line
Song:   Same Old Me *
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

* deluxe edition bonus track

[Rittz]
People all in my business, talk about me online
Homies sayin I'm changin, callin 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 fiancée take a while to adjust bein home then I'm gone again
How the fuck you know how much money's in my bank account? It's funny the assumption made
Crumbs don't become a cake overnight on the road for over 50-somethin days
And I still can't post a GoFundMe page without a dumbass tellin me "You got it, Rittz"
So many hands in my pocket I feel like the cops are friskin me lookin for my dollar bills
I took 'em low-low on the O.D. tour, lost like 55 grand
Lesson learned, I can't afford a bus yet, I told my girl we gotta cancel our plans
And I went off on a tangent, a rant cause I'm panickin, life as a ramblin man disappearin
And I'm damned and I can see they can't get a handle of sayin it but do it for my handful of fans
And I still ain't changed

[Chorus: Rittz - singing]
People change and I don't know why
Cause I'm still the same old me... awww yeah
Money come and go, but so what?
I'm still the same old me... awww yeah, awwwww yeah

[Rittz over Chorus]
Never
It's Rittz bitch

[Rittz]
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 livin 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 sittin 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 tha Truth, I met Devin the Dude, and man I just did a video with Twista
Shit I, think some-body need to pinch my arm, here let's take a picture for the Insta-
-gram, this Famous fam with no Travis Barker, taggin "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 dreamin 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!

[Chorus]

[Rittz over Chorus]
Cause I still ain't changed
It's Rittz bitch

[Rittz]
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 showin up in each, state, fans overseas sayin "Peace, mate"
They lovin the lyrics because they re-late, they give me the motivation to cre-ate
When on fetty it gets hard for me to see, straight, to my family I used to be a di-sgrace
The time I'm spendin rappin 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 rollin with the homies C-N-T, mayne
Everybody in the world wanna de-bate, who's better Meek, Drake?
I'm just hopin that I reach, they, level went back-to-back-to-back, haters sayin "He, changed"

[Chorus]

[Rittz over Chorus]
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