Different (feat. Yung Bans)

Lyrics

Talkin' it and doin' it a different story (talkin')
 Just to-
 Yeah, yeah
 (Wheezy outta here) ahh-aha
 We live this shit for real (for real, for real)
 I blow money on my bitch
 They killed a kid, that bitch my city
 They bad as saditty
 I'd fuck it, I admit it, can't wait to hit it
 Money, I'm gon' get it, I'm so terrific
 That's the way I'm livin'
 That's the way I'm buildin'
 Always be gettin' it, panic decision
 Flooded my wrist, you ain't gon' get missed
 Hit it with extended, that pussy gettin' it
 When I pop that Perc', I can fuck that bitch, make her go ("ahh")
 Yeah, yeah, in the sheets
 Call the hotel lobby, tell 'em we need clean sheets
 Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it, "Rest in peace"
 And if it smell like water, fuck it, I'll kiss it to sleep
 I'm the realest, feel like 2Pac, call me Makaveli
 It really ain't shit a broke nigga can tell me
 I'm walkin' around with the chopper, it heavy
 Popped that lil' boy, sound like confetti
 Shot that lil' boy, now you in Heaven
 I only like girls, told my mama don't worry
 She hate on my car 'cause she said it look girly
 Ain't fuckin' these bitches, I know y'all ain't worthy
 Don't play the position, you gon' lose your jersey
 She's a good girl, now she turned bad
 Want a rich nigga? Gotta earn him
 Yeah, want a rich nigga? Gotta earn
 And I'm straighter than a damn perm
 Bought a million, now done wait your turn
 Yeah
 Yeah, talkin' it and doin' it a different story
 I be doin' it, not talkin' it, that's mandatory
 Countin' up blue faces watchin' a lil' Rick and Morty
 Yeah, just chillin, I'm still the richest nigga in the buildin'
 New car got stars in the ceilin'
 AMIRI my jeans, rip in the denim
 New gun, his head rip when it hit 'em
 Fuck her, then leave, I'm not sentimental
 Pussy good, I'ma go in raw when I hit it
 Told me she would give it all for a nigga
 Gon' head, suck it through the draws for a nigga
 And take my body case if I get it
 Wockhardt with the Actavis, I'm sippin'
 I still got Molly in my system
 I still got Xannys on my mental
 It's been a couple years since I quit 'em
 I don't wanna relapse, but I may relapse, that feelin' I miss it
 I mean, Percs are cool, but I think I'm gettin sick of 'em
 When I pop that Perc', I can fuck that bitch, make her go ("ahh")
 Yeah, yeah, in the sheets
 Call the hotel lobby, tell 'em we need clean sheets
 Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it, "Rest in peace"
 And if it smell like water, fuck it, I'll kiss it to sleep
 
 Talkin' it and doin' it a different story (talkin')
 Just to-
 Yeah, yeah
 (Wheezy outta here) ahh-aha
 We live this shit for real (for real, for real)
 I blow money on my bitch
 They killed a kid, that bitch my city
 They bad as saditty
 I'd fuck it, I admit it, can't wait to hit it
 Money, I'm gon' get it, I'm so terrific
 That's the way I'm livin'
 That's the way I'm buildin'
 Always be gettin' it, panic decision
 Flooded my wrist, you ain't gon' get missed
 Hit it with extended, that pussy gettin' it
 When I pop that Perc', I can fuck that bitch, make her go ("ahh")
 Yeah, yeah, in the sheets
 Call the hotel lobby, tell 'em we need clean sheets
 Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it, "Rest in peace"
 And if it smell like water, fuck it, I'll kiss it to sleep
 I'm the realest, feel like 2Pac, call me Makaveli
 It really ain't shit a broke nigga can tell me
 I'm walkin' around with the chopper, it heavy
 Popped that lil' boy, sound like confetti
 Shot that lil' boy, now you in Heaven
 I only like girls, told my mama don't worry
 She hate on my car 'cause she said it look girly
 Ain't fuckin' these bitches, I know y'all ain't worthy
 Don't play the position, you gon' lose your jersey
 She's a good girl, now she turned bad
 Want a rich nigga? Gotta earn him
 Yeah, want a rich nigga? Gotta earn
 And I'm straighter than a damn perm
 Bought a million, now done wait your turn
 Yeah
 Yeah, talkin' it and doin' it a different story
 I be doin' it, not talkin' it, that's mandatory
 Countin' up blue faces watchin' a lil' Rick and Morty
 Yeah, just chillin, I'm still the richest nigga in the buildin'
 New car got stars in the ceilin'
 AMIRI my jeans, rip in the denim
 New gun, his head rip when it hit 'em
 Fuck her, then leave, I'm not sentimental
 Pussy good, I'ma go in raw when I hit it
 Told me she would give it all for a nigga
 Gon' head, suck it through the draws for a nigga
 And take my body case if I get it
 Wockhardt with the Actavis, I'm sippin'
 I still got Molly in my system
 I still got Xannys on my mental
 It's been a couple years since I quit 'em
 I don't wanna relapse, but I may relapse, that feelin' I miss it
 I mean, Percs are cool, but I think I'm gettin sick of 'em
 When I pop that Perc', I can fuck that bitch, make her go ("ahh")
 Yeah, yeah, in the sheets
 Call the hotel lobby, tell 'em we need clean sheets
 Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it, "Rest in peace"
 And if it smell like water, fuck it, I'll kiss it to sleep
 
 Talkin' it and doin' it a different story (talkin')
 Just to-
 Yeah, yeah
 (Wheezy outta here) ahh-aha
 We live this shit for real (for real, for real)
 I blow money on my bitch
 They killed a kid, that bitch my city
 They bad as saditty
 I'd fuck it, I admit it, can't wait to hit it
 Money, I'm gon' get it, I'm so terrific
 That's the way I'm livin'
 That's the way I'm buildin'
 Always be gettin' it, panic decision
 Flooded my wrist, you ain't gon' get missed
 Hit it with extended, that pussy gettin' it
 When I pop that Perc', I can fuck that bitch, make her go ("ahh")
 Yeah, yeah, in the sheets
 Call the hotel lobby, tell 'em we need clean sheets
 Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it, "Rest in peace"
 And if it smell like water, fuck it, I'll kiss it to sleep
 I'm the realest, feel like 2Pac, call me Makaveli
 It really ain't shit a broke nigga can tell me
 I'm walkin' around with the chopper, it heavy
 Popped that lil' boy, sound like confetti
 Shot that lil' boy, now you in Heaven
 I only like girls, told my mama don't worry
 She hate on my car 'cause she said it look girly
 Ain't fuckin' these bitches, I know y'all ain't worthy
 Don't play the position, you gon' lose your jersey
 She's a good girl, now she turned bad
 Want a rich nigga? Gotta earn him
 Yeah, want a rich nigga? Gotta earn
 And I'm straighter than a damn perm
 Bought a million, now done wait your turn
 Yeah
 Yeah, talkin' it and doin' it a different story
 I be doin' it, not talkin' it, that's mandatory
 Countin' up blue faces watchin' a lil' Rick and Morty
 Yeah, just chillin, I'm still the richest nigga in the buildin'
 New car got stars in the ceilin'
 AMIRI my jeans, rip in the denim
 New gun, his head rip when it hit 'em
 Fuck her, then leave, I'm not sentimental
 Pussy good, I'ma go in raw when I hit it
 Told me she would give it all for a nigga
 Gon' head, suck it through the draws for a nigga
 And take my body case if I get it
 Wockhardt with the Actavis, I'm sippin'
 I still got Molly in my system
 I still got Xannys on my mental
 It's been a couple years since I quit 'em
 I don't wanna relapse, but I may relapse, that feelin' I miss it
 I mean, Percs are cool, but I think I'm gettin sick of 'em
 When I pop that Perc', I can fuck that bitch, make her go ("ahh")
 Yeah, yeah, in the sheets
 Call the hotel lobby, tell 'em we need clean sheets
 Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it, "Rest in peace"
 And if it smell like water, fuck it, I'll kiss it to sleep
 

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Duration
02:31
Key
8
Tempo
77 BPM

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