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Different

 

Different


[Alistaire "Alex" McCalla:]
Help me, Lord help me
And she looked up to the sky
And she heard a voice reply
When you cry, I cry
I cry along with you
When you smile, I smile
I smile along with you

[B Lovee:]
It get lit any weather
Toting berretta in sweater
We catch a opp, we ain't letting up, like
Catch a opp, we gon' wet 'em up
I don't give a fuck nigga if it's up
See him, I'ma up, hollows leave him stuck
He got hit, I don't think it's enough
Hit him once, that's enough
If he trip, he get hit up, get sent with' his friends
They like, how I did it and did it again?
Nigga, ain't no end, this ain't over trend
Brodie gon' hop out and scorch him, he drenched

[Nas EBK:]
I lost mine, so I'm with' it
Catch a opp and send shots at his fitted
On the trey, bitch, I'm different
Start bugging, I'm shooting like Pippen
EBK, yeah he gifted
They spot me and they get to dipping
They like, "Chill, boy, you different"
On that block you be toting that Smithing
Fifteen, started bugging
Sixteen, started dumping
Seveteen, aimed for muffins
Eighteen on to something
Yus Gz got to running
Chest shot ain't did nothing
Get back, stop the bluffing
New opp in the air and it's bussing

[B Lovee:]
Its a war, pistol bussing
He got hit on a hop when he took it
Nigga capping, he be ducking
He be dissing the block just for nothing
That boy cap in his rap
Put the MAC to his back
He gon' do what I say and I'm clapping the strap
She gon' do what I say when I clap from her back
Like one false move, turn his ass into a pack

[Nas EBK:]
Got a baddie, she gon line it
Rush the spot, get to flocking
Homicides, mamas crying
With this chop', I'm on timing
Labels calling, I ain't signing
I'm with shooters, I ain't dying
Found my lane, now I'm grinding
Hollows hit him, changing climates
I'm the shooter and I'm driving
No remorse, bitch I'm sliding

[B Lovee:]
It get lit any weather
Toting berretta in sweater
We catch a opp, we ain't letting up, like
Catch a opp, we gon' wet 'em up
I don't give a fuck nigga if it's up
See him, I'ma up, hollows leave him stuck
He got hit, I don't think it's enough
Hit him once, that's enough
If he trip, he get hit up, get sent with' his friends
They like, how I did it and did it again?
Nigga, ain't no end, this ain't over trend
Brodie gon' hop out and scorch him, he drenched

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