lirik lagu trottie y gizzle - i’m different [blockwork performance]
i be in the trenches with the gangsters and the trappers
glocks wit the ladders we throw 30 shots at ya
shooter slash rapper ask the opps imma factor
ill do a hit then make a hit after
n~ggas wish they was me
b~tches swear they love me
12 on my back tryna take years from me
i be tryna live but sometimes i can’t get a break
even when im tryna fall back i still pick up a case
i just stay coolin
got bad b~tches droolin
bustin down models with this buss down cuban
opps still losin
gang still shootin
everytime they see us they wholе day ruined
we be givin body bags to opps likе we make em
back to back drills up the hill cuz we hate em
jah like ja morant and drizz like tatum
rah like me he see a opp he shoot and chase em (free rah)
i was on bullsh~t inna county jail no b~tch sh~t
really out on every bail they gave me rich sh~t
i dont do them court appointed lawyers dats kid sh~t
i get not guilty’s or the case dismissed
bands inna crib i can’t sit on nun less than 10
if rap dont work then ill be back inna jects again (on trapblock n~gga)
coppin off the mexicans
passin out the fent again
crack cocaine i get it soft to put some extras in
you ain’t ever lost it all then got it all back
i lost 20k to the hood i hadda [?]
had my young n~ggas slidin out here really onnat
really playin n~ggas cribs we had em nat goin back
n~ggas ain’t do sh~t to me they lit cuz they grazed me
n~gga had the whole drop n i still made it out safely
n~ggas mad they dont hate me we spin through they sh~t crazy
we be on they backs crazy and put belt to ass like babies (b~tch!)
moula just called another cash app sent out (free bro)
n~ggas talk that money sh~t and can’t bring 10 out
i bring 20 take ya b~tch n her friends out
real boss sh~t we get the bar rent out
when gang inna club we gon start a whole bottle
two or threes bottles every hour bring all the wh0res
ion drink taylor port f~ck you bring dat bottle for
i only f~ck wit remmy im like fetty wap n all his boys
i only f~ck wit baddies i ain’t f~ckin wit no glob hoe
i be tryna dodge those can’t text or call those
my new b~tch milano
feel like i hit the lotto
everytime my d~ck in her mouth she gon swallow
[outro]
like for real tho
im different tho like
like
superstar like
i wear diamonds and sh~t like
i get money and sh~t like
you know
i can’t just be f~ckin wit any b~tch you know
and ion hang around no lame sis
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