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Different Shit
(专辑: G-Host - 2018)
I'm hustling tryna' get out of the
city And you trying hustle to get to me I
got plans, I
can't get it on in the
[?] jungle And when I
get it together my way, I'm going back home To clean that open space, doing my thing Machine Ghost My nigga, I'm on some cool shit 'Cause I'm in the
money, not in the
bullpens You should be into fucking, not in the
bullshit Smoking a
balcony, daiquiris by the
pool, kid Splurge on the
late night menu I
seal off the
way, the
thirty-eight might end you No longer selling raw, I'm an entrepeneur Take a
good look, you ain't seen a
monster before Yeah, I'm real ghetto, you ain't been to Yonkers before My young days was 2
guns up, blowing dumb haze Real quick to shoot at a
nigga, even on Sundays Yeah, I
changed, I
ain't the
same fella Ask the
wifey what she think about the
Range, yella We smoking on the
beach, drinking pain killers You ain't a
gain, I
got guns but you [?] killers, nah But a
bodies nothing to brag about I'm tryna' find my chi, you want the
dragon out? Nigga fuck yo' set, whatchu flag about? Niggas is pussy so fuck it, I
pull a
Magnum out Game is fact but some fiction in it Slang with some diction in it Peaceful but I
hurt you, does that make me a
hypocrite? Liquor pour a
fifth of it, leave all a
splif of it Always act the
same, but I'm always on some different shit Game is fact but some fiction in it Slang with some diction in it Peaceful but I
hurt you, does that make me a
hypocrite? Liquor pour a
fifth of it, leave all a
splif 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 talking about cash, then it's pointless I
got a
itchin, getting moneys the
ointment Niggas get you shot in the
face over a
coin-flip Couple a
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, never sing it enough My mama told me to shoosh No telling and no telling what I'm doing to crooks What I'm doing with books is getting information, yeah Call the
cleaner, fix the
situation, yeah When I
rhyme its like a
dissertation Whether its vocal or verbal, the
hood hoppin the
hurdles Shit hurt your heart when your homie is tryna burn you Putting in work, the
sweat soaked in your thermal Give people my pain, never wrote in a
journal Maybe I
outta do it, but maybe I'm talking through it Every line when I
rhyme, my nigga, recorder to it Truth Game is fact but some fiction in it Slang with some diction in it Peaceful but I
hurt you, does that make me a
hypocrite? Liquor pour a
fifth of it, leave all a
splif of it Always act the
same, but I'm always on some different shit Game is fact but some fiction in it Slang with some diction in it Peaceful but I
hurt you, does that make me a
hypocrite? Liquor pour a
fifth of it, leave all a
splif 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
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