Yeah

Toohunnit

Walk out the crib and lock the door

Yeah

Shit be different

Walk out the crib and lock the door

Eyes open, gun in hand, I get straight up in that mode

Ain't got time to be tryn' see what **** on, bitch Ima blow

Shit get wicked, I know **** who ain't never make it home

Them **** played they hand wrong

Different cloth, man I'm the type to be tryn' put my mans on

Shit he bark and bite with you, **** throw your dog a bone

I seen you go out like a hoe but you a killer in them songs

Acting tough on clubhouse man why you yelling at your phone

Staying low, cause I know **** wanna see me down that road

**** hoes, telling twelve that we the ones be getting it on

Free lil bro, they say he left them **** right on side that road

Mama told me shit was hot, but shit I still touched the stove

Out on bond for drug trafficking I'm still selling bows

I go through the most, but a **** still holding on

I ain't perfect though, I'm traumatized that shit had took a toll

I been tryna score, thinking that the shit'll help me cope

I just, put my pain inside this pen

I don't like talking to people cause I know how **** is

Running up the paper, I been running out of friends

It's different when you in it shit be hard not to give

It's different in the trenches **** kill just to live

It's a different feeling when your people crying tears

Yeah, It's a difference, yea it's different, it's a difference, I mean

It's a difference, yea it's different, it's a difference

Everybody claiming that they with it

They ain't live it, they'n did it

They ain't sat up in that room I seen killers turn Boston Richey

I watched em turn to number three

He told everything he witnessed

You better watch them **** with you when you going on them missions ****

And that bitch, yea she gone leave you when you gone

They ignore you when you broke but double back when you get on

Same bitch left me on read now she blowing up my phone

Bru been trapping down the road they flew his pack in on a drone

I been fucking up the paper for them times when I was broke

Ainn' have shit

Now I got the ball my **** need me Ima pass it

I caught that case I had a bond my **** cashed it

I'm rocking with em to the casket, (Sun)

Put my pain inside this pen

I don't like talking to people cause I know how **** is

Running up the paper, I been running out of friends

It's different when you in it shit be hard not to give

It's different in the trenches **** kill just to live

It's a different feeling when your people crying tears

Yeah, It's a difference, yea it's different, it's a difference, I mean

It's a difference, yea it's different, it's a difference