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ALBUMDifferent Kind - SingleDryb
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Beaudry
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Oh nananana, imma stay up)
(I'm a different kind and there's no way out ye)
(And there's no way out ye)
(Imma stay up)
I'm a different kind and there's no way out ye
Lost to many friends, I just lost the count ye
Steady on a dollar on the bank account ye
Stay up, got to keep my bred up, god I be so fed up ye
Ye they know my name but they don't know me
They tried to take me down, even my homies ye
They just gotta know no one's gone break me
They just gotta know no one's gone break me ya
Wearing my stained denim
I been Smoking medicinal ay
To help with my depression, give me back my vision
Life been feeling biter
Big bag, cop it for the shorty
I'm gonna cop baguettes on my patek, so fuck a roley
Eh, You turn around you'll see me rollin
Burning out the rover, call her home and bend her over
Fle Fle Flexin on em bitches oh
Imma chaser, want "get richer" yeah you know
I Been making my decisions, been losing my control
And now trapped up in the system
I'm a different kind and there's no way out ye
Lost to many friends, I just lost the count ye
Steady on a dollar on the bank account ye
Stay up, got to keep my bred up, god I be so fed up ye
Ye they know my name but they don't know me
They tried to take me down, even my homies ye
They just gotta know no ones gone break me
They just gotta know no ones gone break me ya
I been tryna be a lil subtle
And most of my message subliminal
I prayed for better days, thats how my mind became lyrical
I got all my answers when I figured out the riddle ya
Different kind, most my life, been feeling blind
Different kind, Different mind, Different grind, ay
I was reaching out when I was left behind
I would never press rewind ye
They know my name but they don't know me
I been tryna win but life just kept me in misery, oh yea
And now Im healing my injuries, lived trough the Treacheries
And now im here
I'm a different kind and there's no way out ye
Lost to many friends, I just lost the count ye
Steady on a dollar on the bank account ye
Stay up, got to keep my bred up, god I be so fed up ye
Ye they know my name but they don't know me
They tried to take me down, even my homies ye
They just gotta know no ones gone break me
They just gotta know no ones gone break me ya
Writer(s): Anthony Beaudry
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