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Different Levels

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Different Levels foi lançado em 26 de março de 2021 por Out The Blue Records como parte do álbum Clan Virus 2

Informações da música

ÁlbumClan Virus 2

Data de lançamento26 de março de 2021

SeloOut The Blue Records

IdiomaEnglish

Melodicidade

Acusticidade

Valence

Dançabilidade

Energia

BPM

RESUMO

LETRA

Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO

BlueBucksClan DJ

BlueBucksClan DJ

Vocais

Jeeezy

Vocais

COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA

Deon Hawkins

Composição

Jaylar Abram

Composição

Alton Searle Hall

Alton Searle Hall

Composição

PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA

William Binderup

William Binderup

Engenharia (mixagem), Engenharia

AyyMook

Engenharia (gravação)

Chris Athens

Engenharia (masterização)

Teezy Loyalty

Produção

Letra

[Intro]

(It's Loyalty)

[Verse 1]

Y'all **** doin' all that talkin', **** weird (**** weird)

I can't hear, big diamonds in my ear (Big diamonds)

How we pass you **** up in a year? (In a year)

Pullin' up in the fastest shit here (Fastest shit here)

Probably seen me with the baddest bitch here (Baddest bitch here)

Been that ****, name a bitch I can't hit now (Name a bitch)

Different levels, you should see the hoes I hit now (You should see the hoes I hit now)

Different pedals, you should see the foreigns I whip now (You should see the foreigns I whip)

Got on all white, I can't sit down (I can't sit)

Saint Laurent and Dior, bitch, I'm dripped down (Bitch, I'm dripped)

Twelve hundred on these shoes, only right to spend it (Yeah, fuck it)

Flyer than a motherfuckin' flight attendent (Bitch, I'm fly)

Told her put in my pocket, only right to give it (It's only right)

Your bitch tellin' me you cheap and you type expensive (Yeah, you type)

Same pussy I be turnin' down, you **** fight to get it (You **** fight for it)

[Verse 2]

Diamonds strikin' in my ears, look like lightning hit it (Hittin' hard)

Bitches I don't wanna fuck, yeah, you might could hit it (Yeah, you might)

Pull up on her, get some top, you spend the night to get it (You spend the night)

Close the curtains in the double-R, yeah, I'm hidin' in it (Yeah, I'm hidin')

It's two hundred on this dash if I'm ridin' in it (If I'm ridin' in it)

My bitch got a sugar wax, yeah, I'm divin' in it (Should've dived)

Lawyer bitch let me fuck, yeah, I lied to get it (I had to lie)

Hundred thousand dollars on this 'fit to put my body in it (Put my body in it)

How we pass you **** up in eight months? (These **** weak)

In your videos smokin' fake Runtz (You **** lame)

You **** mad 'cause a verse cost a dub (Twenty thou')

****' bitches seen me out and want a hug (They want a hug)

'Member sleepin' on that floor with fifty bugs (Fifty bugs)

Now I'm catchin' plays in Vegas, Henry Ruggs (Henry Ruggs)

I might pull up to my show with fifty thugs (Fifty thugs)

Load the pistols backstage, it's fifty guns (Fifty guns)

[Verse 3]

Yeah, I seen your video, was fifty bums (Fifty bums)

Five bands, treat that shit like fifty ones (Fifty dollars)

Yeah, I'm shittin' on these ****, got the runs (Shittin' on these ****)

Fuckin' on the same hoes as Diddy sons (Diddy sons)

Guarantee that bitch bad if she left with us (Left with us)

Somebody tell these lil' ass **** step it up (Step it up)

Fuckin' up Dior, ain't nobody fresh as us (Ain't nobody fresh as us)

Lookin' down on these ****, nobody next to us (Nobody next to us)

[Verse 4]

Head fire, lock me up while I'm standin' up (Standin' up)

Do that shit you did to me to the rest of us (To the rest of us)

Broke **** with no hoes the ones hate on us (**** lame)

Thirty in my pocket, I don't gotta say too much (Say too much)

In my DM, bitches tell me I play too much (Play too much)

Sip the juice, but I told my granny it's grapefruit punch (Grapefruit punch)

Wasted five-star meals, yeah, I ate too much (I ate too much)

[Verse 5]

Told her I just want some top, can't stay too much (I can't stay)

I don't never pass the 'Wood, I face too much (Yeah, I face)

Foreign gotta have a button, I race too much (Yeah, I race)

In the Prada store happy, I don't hate too much (I don't hate)

Fuck her from the back standin' up, I don't lay too much (I don't lay too much)

Written by: Alton Searle Hall, Deon Hawkins, Jaylar Abram

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