Different Level
I feel like I just been on a different level with shit lately
Just hope yall understand me
Ugh
This shit is real
I'm feeding no meals
I just flooded all of me
My homie got killed
Didn't know what to feel
But it hurt all of me
I'm on a different level
With the bezzal
This steelo ain't hard to keep
Might cop the Gucci sweater
Fa ma present
She said that it's soft as sheep
Ugh
This shit is real
I'm feeding no meals
I just flooded all of me
My homie got killed
Den know what to feel
But it hurt all of me
I'm on a different level
With the bezzal
This steelo ain't hard to keep
Might cop the Gucci sweater
Fa ma present
She said that it's soft as sheep
This shit is bumping
I gotcha head thumping
Nigga I drove the beat
The tension is humming
But trust me ian running
Ain't no controlling me
My mission is commas
From sun up to sun up
I'm tryna hold more than brinks
She dig my persona
Lil baby a stonah
We definitely blowin leafs
We definitely blowin leafs
I hope this gas can erase my pain
Cause my people need more of me
I'm Doing the dash
I'm doing my thang
Baby come roll wit me
In traffic wit gas
The gang on yo ass
Like QC control the streets
NoCap wit da Polo G
Yea
These niggas bold
They watch me they copy
But still cannot stop me
Time ta get in dat mode
I'm iced up like hockey
Ya bitch gonna jock me
Gotcha hoe woah
Told ya before
Hef keep all the whores
Ya bitch call me up
Whenever she bored
I got on some tailored
This shit not in stores
Ugh
Y'all can wake up now
I'm done playing widcha
Young hefner bitch
Just hope yall understand me
Ugh
This shit is real
I'm feeding no meals
I just flooded all of me
My homie got killed
Didn't know what to feel
But it hurt all of me
I'm on a different level
With the bezzal
This steelo ain't hard to keep
Might cop the Gucci sweater
Fa ma present
She said that it's soft as sheep
Ugh
This shit is real
I'm feeding no meals
I just flooded all of me
My homie got killed
Den know what to feel
But it hurt all of me
I'm on a different level
With the bezzal
This steelo ain't hard to keep
Might cop the Gucci sweater
Fa ma present
She said that it's soft as sheep
This shit is bumping
I gotcha head thumping
Nigga I drove the beat
The tension is humming
But trust me ian running
Ain't no controlling me
My mission is commas
From sun up to sun up
I'm tryna hold more than brinks
She dig my persona
Lil baby a stonah
We definitely blowin leafs
We definitely blowin leafs
I hope this gas can erase my pain
Cause my people need more of me
I'm Doing the dash
I'm doing my thang
Baby come roll wit me
In traffic wit gas
The gang on yo ass
Like QC control the streets
NoCap wit da Polo G
Yea
These niggas bold
They watch me they copy
But still cannot stop me
Time ta get in dat mode
I'm iced up like hockey
Ya bitch gonna jock me
Gotcha hoe woah
Told ya before
Hef keep all the whores
Ya bitch call me up
Whenever she bored
I got on some tailored
This shit not in stores
Ugh
Y'all can wake up now
I'm done playing widcha
Young hefner bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Echols
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