Same Damn Time (Remix)

[Intro: Diddy] See sometimes in life these motherfuckers mistake your kindness for weakness So sometimes in life you got to blow their motherfucking faces off [Hook: Future] I wear Gucci I wear Prada at the same damn time On the phone cooking dope at the same damn time Selling white selling mid at the same damn time Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time At the same damn time, at the same damn time At the same damn time, at the same damn time I'm at Pluto I'm at Mars at the same damn time On the sofa popping bottles at the same damn time [Ad- Lib: Diddy] Ay yo, turn my mic up man I don`t even know why motherfuckers is trying to touch this motherfucker Niggas' pedegree ain't pure enough for this Niggas you can`t multitask nigga! Ya`ll niggas can`t multitask! You know you can't do the remix without me Don`t nobody talk shit like me bitch, check it out [Verse 1: Diddy] Boy your money and my money ain’t the same damn kind I can live your life and my life at the same damn time See my riding out money that’s yo’ “buy yo’ house” money I got that “I can build a mall right by your house” money (Hold up) Say you got that 550, you talking ’bout that Benz, nigga? Say I got that 550, I’m talking ’bout them M’s, nigga All black Phantom, white seats I killed them bring them white sheets Say ooo I think she like me ’cause I cop Maybachs like white tees I’m in Time, People, Fortune, Forbes same damn time XXL, GQ, Vibe, Source same damn time Nigga you don’t live that shit that’s in yo’ lame ass rhymes Y’all done woke a sleeping giant now the game back mine [Hook:Future] [Verse 2: Future] I'm in fifs with the sack going crazy Got some diamonds around my neck no fugazy Bad bitches in the suite, trying to bathe me Just a young hood nigga, streets raised me Working with a unit try and stretch it to another one Drinking on that active and it taste just like some bubble gum Thumbing through a check, boarding on the jet Talking on the iphone, sipping out the styrofoam That dirty got my mind gone, that money got my mind blown Vvs and white stones, vvs and white stones I'm rolling like a rolling stone Free bands on al capone And my cash way long, (turned up) I see a bunch of clones [Hook: Future] [Verse 3: Ludacris] Luda is unstoppable his money is astronomical Sell as many records as a nigga like me that shit is just impossible Rappers is delusional and now they talking more shit Anything is liable to come out of the mouth of a desperate starving broke bitch Tell bitch, you used to be good but now you garbage Any nigga that wanna step up to the plate and battle will get demolished My flows is rubbing off like just like they finger nail polish You rappers ain't got no swag you need to kill your fucking styilst They biting like piranhas, they crying to they momma These niggas besta call they troops back like Obama That trash that ya spitted didn't phase me Matter fact ya record label still pays me See Luda never starting shit I'm always on my grind But I'll respond three rappers at the same damn time [Hook: Future]