This is the Difference, I don’t have no time for these bitches, I don’t got no time for no feelings
Just worried bout dealin, the path for me God is revealing, so I’m thankin him while knealin, I’m makin a killin, save up 10 100Ks, so you know, that I’m talkin bout millions, and I’m hero, savin these bitches from zeroes, this life it just come wit some villains
Cuzzo put me on Sound Exchange, now a broke boy gettin that check, but my cousin told me to be humble, so ion even get to flex, ridin round the Rock the rumble, spill tea, bounce back like a Rex, these hoes just be so messy, only fuck money when I want sex
Walk on drip like Jesus, many don’t believe us, nobody overachieve us, we had to make them haters believers, she eat onna wood like beaver, she think ion know she a cheater, I would never beat her, but imma be like R Kelly won’t feed her
See see, y’all boys thought I was just playin. I told y’all mane ian no rapper, I ain’t no thug, but I damn shole ain’t sweet. I’m just me. A young future millionaire you digg!
You ain’t a friend to me
Nigga you is a frienemy
I’m drippin all inna sea
Posted up in anemones
Don’t hand no pen to me
Watch like Ben 10 on me
My cock for hen’s to see
Fuck yo girl off Hennessy
I got a Mac now, but ya boy used to have HP
Shawty I macked down, boosting my life, 200 my HP
I’m gettin paper, cuttin niggas off cuz ik they hate me
She want me to date her, but lil shawty don’t even wanna date me
Bird Box eyes I can’t see
Leko hard like Tay Keith
Big fat woods I’m facing
Niggas copy like drawing and tracing
Slab get down I’m racing
Drip got spice I’m macing
A nigga just bought out Macy’s
My old Bitch can’t replace me
Her new nigga won’t face me
She still wanna come taste me
Ik these niggas wanna waste me
Did you copy? Yeah and I’m pasting
Taking my time I’m pacing
Ian a shoe so you can’t lace me
#2 where you betta place me
I’m the only nigga I’m racing
It’s like the different Nics all wanna get they shine
Nicholas be on his grind, Niccy Pooh pullin dimes
Big Nic spittin rhymes, Lil Nic just be cryin
And when he takeover my mind, that be Cin doin crimes
But The Don count the bread, and he pealin the crust
You know you heard what I said, I turn yo moment to dust
You can call me the gym, cuz I’m servin that must
If you turn on me once good luck earnin some trust
These niggas ways so old, yeah they startin to rust
I’m breaking outta the mold, poppin pimples wit puss
These niggas ain’t drinking lean, cups full of Robatust
And my plan just shifted, so I had to adjust
Had to get right
I’m trappin through the night
Pouring cups wit my brother
We just drunk about a pint
Ik you wanna fight
I just wanna see you die
Cuz ik you goin down
Soul won’t float in the sky