Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Drama Like The DJ
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
P. Chang
Paroles/Composition
J. Jenkins
Paroles
O. Womack
Paroles/Composition
P. James II
Paroles/Composition
E. Smith
Paroles/Composition
Don Cannon
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The Democratz
Production
Lyle Leduff
Production
Don Cannon
Production
UNKNWN
Production
LaMar "MYGUYMARS" Edwards
Production
Mike and Keys
Production
Royce Monroe
Ingénierie de prise de son
Cee "Cope" Copeland
Ingénierie de prise de son
Marcus “Slade Da Monsta” Slade
Ingénierie de prise de son
Generation Now
Production déléguée
Leslie Brathwaithe
Ingénierie de mixage
Kaleb Kquick Rollins
Ingénierie
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
NIPSEY
Yeah
Take Me Right There
Yeah
Thats Right
What
Yeah
DJ DRAMA
Legendary
A dedication
The Marathon Continues
DJ Drama
NIPSEY
Count this dough up
Call my name I’m gon show up (yeah)
Park to pour up
Quarter pint in my soda
Now picture me rollin
My V12 its twin turbo
Fuck with that Gallardo
But the Rari I prefer tho
Yall, (word verble)
We candle your curb up
Police can't control us, they just react to these murders
Take yall **** off
Be back in the morning
Last time was a walk up,
Now we poppin out the foreign
I’m sticking to the script,
Yall got too many stories
Talk just like a bitch,
We go to many Maurys
Loose lips is sinking ships,
break a levee like New Orleans
Always move in silence,
Except when I'm recording
CHORUS
Yeah we were raised different
It was no excuses for yo age difference
I stick to the script, there's not a page missing
But there's not love in these streets,
It's just some pain in it
But I was made in it
Yeah we were raised different
You cant see the trap when you still caged in it
I stick to the script, there's not a page missing
But there's not love in these streets,
It's just some pain in it
But I was made in it
JEEZY
They buried Take off today,
Let me pay my respect
Plus its Dolph’s anniversary,
You just dont be next (damn)
And Young Kyrie,
them folks don fucked up with his check
Or go out like Ye,
Lose it all by respect (yea)
Now how you want to play it,
Cause it's all in the game,
You muthafuckas, saw what happened to light skin Jeremaine (aye)
You nobody til somebody kills you **** (nah)
Then it’s no guarantee that they gon feel you **** (haha)
Mix the sour with the trauma,
It’s gon heal you **** (yea)
Don't get caught up in the hate,
cause it’ll kill you ****
See I woke up this morning,
Rain coming down
Twenty thousand square feet **** and not a sound (nah)
Can't tell you muthafuckas what a lease look like (lease look like)
But I can tell you muthafuckas what this peace look like (haa)
And I came from the block with them chevys and AKs
To show you how to break a half thing down in eight ways (damn)
Thats eight women baby, eight times my ****,
Look, death round the corner
You wastin’ time my **** (aye)
Hustlas and mercenaries,
Them corners is legendary (yeah)
Them Birds aint talkin Larry, (nah)
Them prices, them bitches vary (haha)
White aint talkin dairy,
Mariah aint talkin Carey (Care)
My co defendant making me nervous, he talkin scary (Damn)
We was raised different **** it was hard to do this song (song)
Sippin Nard reminisce about Nip my **** gon
(damn)
CHORUS BLXST
Yeah we were raised different
It was no excuses for yo age difference
I stick to the script, there's not a page missing
But there's not love in these streets,
It's just some pain in it
But I was made in it
Yeah we were raised different
You cant see the trap when you still caged in it
I stick to the script, there's not a page missing
But there's not love in these streets,
It's just some pain in it
But I was made in it
(Can’t tell me a thang about a muthafuckin thing **** we was raised different)
DJ DRAMA
Nip, Blxst, Jeezy, Dram
Just raised different
Written by: D. Cannon, E. Asghedom, E. Smith, J. Jenkins, Jay Wayne Jenkins, M. Burdette, O. Womack, P. Chang, P. James II, Paul James, T. Simmons

