Different

Time keep on tickin
If a nigga be trippin
Pass me the tool
Off the rip imma clip em
Throw up my duece
Don't believe in no truce
No my niggas won't miss em
Niggas be selfish
Ain't never no help
See a dime imma dish it
My niggas just different uh

Pass the dodey
Losin focus
I'm racing to the bag
Gotta up the dosage
Smokin lotus
Niggas notice
That shit so loud you could hear me rollin
I'm just loadin
When I bust that move they gone feel my motive
When they see dem blues they gone move like rodents, yeah
Handouts keep em goin

Tryna get back
Tryna get past
I'm just tryna get bigger, yeah
Gotta slow down
Movin too fast
But I gotta get richer
Case it go down
Keep a pole round
Yeah my niggas real hittas
Never back down
Stay ten toes down
I was never a quitter

Been takin risks
Doin dirt imma sinner
Chasin them M's no more L's imma winner
Streets been got cold
So my heart been got bitter
Fuck wit the gang we gone make it a thriller
Been movin real hot like the summertime
I run it up, fuck the cost
Just the perfect time to be alive
Been movin up like a boss

Time keep on tickin
If a nigga be trippin
Pass me the tool
Off the rip imma clip em
Throw up my duece
Don't believe in no truce
No my niggas won't miss em
Niggas be selfish
Ain't never no help
See a dime imma dish it
My niggas just different

Been at my low had to trap in the winter
Raised by the streets played the strip wit my drillas
They know how it be
Gotta pick up the heat
If you wanna be free
Gotta get to them figures
Yeah I been through some shit
Let that drama sneak in
That shit had my head on a spinner
Yeah I stayed in the mix
Used to try to fit in
Had to pause take a look in the mirror
Swing me the pack yeah they know imma flip it
Load up the bit get the drip we gone blick it
Money start callin on go I won't miss it
Digital dash to the bag it's a mission
BB diamonds dancin they could see it shine
Drip official now see the gloss
Keep workin never see my niggas down
If I get it I'm dishin the sauce

Time keep on tickin
If a nigga be trippin
Pass me the tool
Off the rip imma clip em
Throw up my duece
Don't believe in no truce
No my niggas won't miss em
Niggas be selfish
Ain't never no help
See a dime imma dish it
My niggas just different uh

We run down
Fuck the clowns
Break em down
Spin around
We inbound
Hear that sound
Smokin loud by the pound
I was lost, now I'm found
Hit that gas
Hit that route
Knock em down
Chase a crown
Buss it down
Bring it back for the town, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Siam Styles
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