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Different
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Different è stato pubblicato il 29 dicembre 2023 da Julio & EJay come parte dell'album Built Different - EP
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Data di uscita29 dicembre 2023
EtichettaJulio & EJay
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM89

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Buba
Albert Buba
Songwriter
Jafar Othman
Jafar Othman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
EJay$
EJay$
Producer

Testi

Aye aye
So-called gangsters, Wadup
We don't feel em here
Maybe you come back tomorrow
To get some whipping here
Feeling like the fame over your head, boyo use your head
Don't let **** catch you in that corner better lie in bed
So-called prophets, Wadup
Ballerina wear
Everybody open with your sorcery and evil ways
Only God and family comforting me may little change
In the life you built for me, so much for me,
no bitter ways
Aye built different, much risk take
Out in open waters, let that man get paid
We been independent, only God we depend in
Government been offending, steady oversea landing
Wake early, onto something, teleporting
Networking, wash my hands in dirty water
In the gutter, still clean up like Betty Crocker
Moving proper
Tryna get a way
So-called gangsters, Wadup
We don't feel em here
Maybe you come back tomorrow
To get some whipping here
Feeling like the fame over your head, boyo use your head
Don't let **** catch you in that corner better lie in bed
So-called prophets, Wadup
Ballerina wear
Everybody open with your sorcery and evil ways
Only God and family comforting me may little change
In the life you built for me, so much for me,
no bitter ways
Why impersonate gee?, you not real, we dont relate
Social media feeding you feelings we don't relate
Factor efficiency till in the phillipines they feeling me
Optimistic that the country changes still a mystery
where your manners?, your bullet proof a basket
Rounding up my masters, we better aye than rappers aye
On a better lane, always keep on growing no delay
Orgi know orgi, anything else she like
So-called gangsters, Wadup
We don't feel em here
Maybe you come back tomorrow
To get some whipping here
Feeling like the fame over your head, boyo use your head
Don't let **** catch you in that corner better lie in bed
So-called prophets, Wadup
Ballerina wear
Everybody open with your sorcery and evil ways
Only God and family comforting me may little change
In the life you built for me, so much for me,
no bitter ways
Written by: Albert Buba, Jafar Othman
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