Quancnotes - Something Special Lyrics

Desperate times
Call for desperate measures
Being broke
Had me feeling lesser
Couldn't ask my momma for a dollar
Cause I ain't wanna stress her
They say diamonds
Form under pressure
& when you get it out the mud
I swear it's something special
I gotta practice what I preach
Been slowly cutting off the meat
Knock me down
I'm getting back up on my feet
I swear the struggle so unique
These pussy niggas don't ever call me
Less they need something
& I might end up giving it to em
Cause I'm that type of nigga
You say your heart big
Well mine bigger
A'int got no time
Can't spend no time with ya
Phone keep on ringing
Yeah thats the trap
Head so damn good
Face in my lap
Why'd he turn his fucking back
That nigga Japp
I'm getting money
I a'int got no time to play no craps
These niggas complain
I swear to God they be some crabs
I lost a pack I a'int bitch
Nigga I just maned up
For all the real niggas
Tip yo hat & nigga stand up
Oh you a man
So what you stand for
I swear
I'm bout to fuck they plans up
I stayed down
& got my bands up
Was fucked up for quite a while
Swear I had bad luck
My New York niggas
Show me mad love
Help you spot your fakest of friends
That's what that cash does
No he a'int solid
So that be bad blood
I'm getting money
But I stayed down for it
Go through the process
I don't fast forward
I serve a nigga
Through the back door
You wanted fame
That's what you asked for
You wanted money
That's what you asked for
Desperate times
Call for desperate measures
Being broke
Had me feeling lesser
Couldn't ask my momma for a dollar
Cause I ain't wanna stress her
They say diamonds
Form under pressure
& when you get it out the mud
I swear it's something special
I gotta practice what I preach
Been slowly cutting off the meat
Knock me down
I'm getting back up on my feet
I swear the struggle so unique

Desperate times
Call for desperate measures
Being broke
Had me feeling lesser
Couldn't ask my momma for a dollar
Cause I ain't wanna stress her
They say diamonds
Form under pressure
& when you get it out the mud
I swear it's something special
I gotta practice what I preach
Been slowly cutting off the meat
Knock me down
I'm getting back up on my feet
I swear the struggle so unique
These pussy niggas don't ever call me
Less they need something
& I might end up giving it to em
Cause I'm that type of nigga
You say your heart big
Well mine bigger
A'int got no time
Can't spend no time with ya
Phone keep on ringing
Yeah thats the trap
Head so damn good
Face in my lap
Why'd he turn his fucking back
That nigga Japp
I'm getting money
I a'int got no time to play no craps
These niggas complain
I swear to God they be some crabs
I lost a pack I a'int bitch
Nigga I just maned up
For all the real niggas
Tip yo hat & nigga stand up
Oh you a man
So what you stand for
I swear
I'm bout to fuck they plans up
I stayed down
& got my bands up
Was fucked up for quite a while
Swear I had bad luck
My New York niggas
Show me mad love
Help you spot your fakest of friends
That's what that cash does
No he a'int solid
So that be bad blood
I'm getting money
But I stayed down for it
Go through the process
I don't fast forward
I serve a nigga
Through the back door
You wanted fame
That's what you asked for
You wanted money
That's what you asked for
Desperate times
Call for desperate measures
Being broke
Had me feeling lesser
Couldn't ask my momma for a dollar
Cause I ain't wanna stress her
They say diamonds
Form under pressure
& when you get it out the mud
I swear it's something special
I gotta practice what I preach
Been slowly cutting off the meat
Knock me down
I'm getting back up on my feet
I swear the struggle so unique