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Different Traits
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Different Traits was released on August 15, 2026 by AmirLogz as a part of the album Throw Aways
August 15, 2026
LabelAmirLogz
LanguageEnglish
BPM100
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

I'm used to cash and I cant barely work a debit card.
I always rip people out the money when I be playing cards.
I'll be rolling around with Zave and Stank like they my fucking guards.
**** said some slick shit, then I broke his jaw.
You said you made you 4 P’s? Well, bitch, I made eight.
Spitting heat too much on the mic, I got a bad taste.
The **** tried to do what I did, shit, I can't relate.
Me and you are not the same, we got different traits.
I had to sneak out on my bitch, I got some shit to do.
Just rob a **** out his J's, now I got some shoes.
Don't compare me to these rap ****, I'm a different dude.
Doing business by myself, I don't got a crew.
I be stuffing bags full of pape, can't you see my waist?
I had to kick my bitch to the curb 'cause I need some space.
Y'all rap **** trying to be like me, shit, copy paste.
Snake **** always fucking talking, rap his mouth with some tape.
I'm just rapping in the room and it's raining hard.
I've been chasing money all day, it got me sweating hard.
Just robbed a **** for his pape, I ducked it in my yard.
I know a **** still riding a bus and he got a hundred cars.
I'm just sitting at the crib just chilling rapping.
Did my juke and hit stick his ass like we playing Madden.
Bump Amir in your fucking whip, a bet your shit be slapping.
I don't slack on what I do, I'm always stacking.
When I get my last few bucks, I'm a fly out the state.
I'll be trying to leave my crazy bitch, trying to get away.
Who said you made you four pieces? Well, bitch, I made eight.
Spitting heat too much on the mic, I got a bad taste.
I had to kick my bitch to the curb 'cause I need some space.
Y'all rap **** trying to be like me, shit, copy paste.
Snake **** always fucking talking, rap his mouth with some tape.
I'm used to cash and I can barely work a debit card.
I always rob people out their money when I be playing cards.
I'll be rolling around with Zave and Stank like they my fucking guards.
**** said some slick shit, then I broke his jaw.
Who said you made you four pieces? Well, bitch, I made eight.
Spitting heat too much on the mic, I got a bad taste.
The **** tried to do what I did, shit, I can't relate.
Me and you are not the same, we got different traits.
Written by: Amir Devon Wallace
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