No Different - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Try to pull my card like solitaire you'll see I'm solid there

Never been afraid of the bottom because we started there

I see my sister crying combing through her daughter's hair

Calling out for God to ask Him why He even brought us here

Sick from sipping on this lean

Sick of leaning on a prayer

Good and bad I'm back and forth

Life is like a rocking chair

Marlboro pack inside my jacket like a pocket square

Battling these habits both my daddy and my momma share

I'm no different than my homies coke-sniffing

Only I've been road tripping tryin' make a million in a month

She let a nigga kill, shit I'ma still be on the hunt

Cause baby if I'm being real this ain't fulfilling as I want

Since me and Phil was in the field stuffing pills inside a blunt

Getting drunk behind the wheel like I ain't chilling till I'm done

All I ever knew was build like I do real estate for fun

So now it's fuck you if you feel I ain't the one, I just begun

These niggas fake right to my face but I still pray that all they blessings last

Face so hard to break, he made it out of Plexiglas

Told 'em she would stay the same day she up and left his ass

Trust ain't nothing that I ever had

I know you've been wondering, I've been doing better Dad

Raining while it's thundering, praying that this weather pass

Baby put your number in, I could use a better grasp

Never got the chance to make no changes to my checkered past

Wasting every check I cash

Tell me would you ever laugh, if everything you ever wanted was everything you never had

Baby girl I'm pulling up, make sure that you ready fast

And I know I ain't good enough, but maybe we'll be better bad

Girl, you got that fancy cake, you, my Little Debbie snack

This is just a chance I take, tryna bring my blessings back

Making sure your family's straight

Helping all your fetty stack

Bae you know you can't replace my love with no Giuseppe bag

Even though I'm no different than my homies coke-sniffing

Only I've been road tripping tryin' make a million in a month

My dawg draw weapons like he illustrate the pump

He always keep a couple sticks you think he really play the drums

I had to lose some day ones cause I ain't feel who they become

When I was young I learned you ain't gon' rehabilitate a bum

Niggas asked me for my wisdom, I facilitated some

But now it's fuck you if you feel I ain't the one, I just begun