Different Shit

My ****, I'm on some cool shit

'Cause I'm in the money, not in the bullpens

You should be into fuckin', not into bullshit

Smoke on the balcony, daiquiris by the pool, kid

Splurge on the late night menu

I see a loaf of weight, a .38 might end you

No longer sellin' raw, I'm an entrepeneur

Take a good look if you ain't seen a monster before

Yeah, I'm real ghetto, you ain't been to knockers before

My young days was two guns up, blowin' dumb haze

Real quick to shoot at a ****, even on Sundays

Yeah, I changed, I ain't the same fella

Askin' wifey what she think about the ring's yellow

You smokin' weed on the beach, drinkin' painkillers

You in the game that got guns but you're lame killers

Nah, but the body's nothin' to brag about

I'm tryna find my chi, you want the dragon now?

****, fuck your set

What your flag about?

**** is pussy, so fuck it, I'll pull a Magnum out

Game is fact with some fiction in it

Sling with some diction in it

Peaceful but I hurt you, does that make me a hypocrite?

Liquor, pour a fifth of it, leaf, roll a spliff of it

Always act the same but I'm always on some different shit

Game is fact with some fiction in it

Sling with some diction in it

Peaceful but I hurt you, does that make me a hypocrite?

Liquor, pour a fifth of it, leaf, roll a spliff of it

Always act the same but I'm always on some different shit

Always act the same but I'm always on some different shit

The joint lit, I got appointments

If you ain't talk about gas, then it's pointless

I got a itchin', gettin' money's the ointment

**** get you shot in the face over a coin flip

Couple of bucks ain't enough

Never on Front Street, rather lay in the cut

Paddle shift cool but I'd rather play with the clutch

Silence is golden and never sing it enough

My mama told me to shush

No tellin' and no tellin' what I'm doin' with crooks

What I'm doin' with books is gettin' information, yeah

Call to clean to fix the situation, yeah

When I rhyme it's like a dissertation

But is vocal or verbal, the hood hoppin' the hurdles

Shit hurt your heart when your homie was tryna burn you

Puttin' in work, the sweat soakin' your thermal

Give people my pain, never wrote in a journal

Maybe I oughta do it but maybe I'm talkin' through it

Every line when I rhyme, my **** recorded to it

Game is fact with some fiction in it

Sling with some diction in it

Peaceful but I hurt you, does that make me a hypocrite?

Liquor, pour a fifth of it, leaf, roll a spliff of it

Always act the same but I'm always on some different shit

Game is fact with some fiction in it

Sling with some diction in it

Peaceful but I hurt you, does that make me a hypocrite?

Liquor, pour a fifth of it, leaf, roll a spliff of it

Always act the same but I'm always on some different shit

Always act the same but I'm always on some different shit