Living Different

Every time my phone ring I get this feeling
Cause I could name so many phone calls that done had me tripping
Broski said make sure that your shoes tied while you chase this million
Told him for sure gone run it up and we'll be living different
When it come to polo I'll be sliding nigga wrong or right
I know these times hard and you fucked up but it'll be alright
Mama I'm sorry I'll do whatever just to make it right
Thinking he a bully that's quickest way to lose his life

They tell me Drum Boy you the hardest nigga
Not a rapper Drum Boy he artist nigga
Good aim can't miss my target nigga
It's a Glock with a switch make you park little nigga
Cough syrup and narcotics
I take narcotics
Fuck nigga want smoke we drop them
I bet Glocks start popping
You is not outside
Mask on plus I popped like five
Ride through we gone slide through
And them fuck niggas all gone die to
I don't even like to fuck with niggas sometimes they move so strange
Full pint of that little dirty shit trying to wash away my pain
Better watch how you be speaking nigga Drum Boy make you a stain

DRUMBOY make you a stain
I'm down to make you a stain
HBK that's what I claim



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Writer(s): Drumboy
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