Different
Lyrics
[Intro: Twista]
Yea
Twista
[Verse 1: Twista]
Woo
Tell me why I’m always hearing stories bout a nigga name in a nigga mouth (Woo)
And why the drama follow you and you don’t want it is what I be tryna figure out (Woo)
Its a fact that I happen to have a good life its a fight and now I’m not struggling to get it (Yea)
Persevering through all of the interference how I did it I don’t know I think it must have been the digits
Tell me why do everybody always hatin a go getter when they making money (Why)
All I’m hearing is the talkin on the block about how niggas wanna take it from me
How they gonna hit me while I’m splurging
Talk about the way they gonna get at me while I’m swerving
And about the way I’m spending like I be serving
Talkin bout I be acting like I’m a different person (Ugh)
Well fuck them haters they don’t know me (Nope)
I don’t let them get up on me (Nope)
I keep smoking on the OG (Yea)
I keep rollin on them Forgies (Yea)
I’m the one you gots to know whenever asking for when my respect is took
I be keeping them haters having to feel it wit the type of shit to make a nigga take a second look
I be
[Hook: Jane Handcock]
I do my own thing do my own thing no permission (No permission now)
I like my weed loud and my beat up when I'm whipping (Yea)
Make sure when you pop shit you be bout it bout it cause I'm wit it
I knew it from day one I was a real one I was different
I knew I was a lil different
Knew it from day one I was a real one I was different
I was just a lil different (I was just a lil different)
From day day day day day one
[Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.]
I be on my own dick
I don’t ever ask a nigga man for shit
I get money I get paper man I get chips
Baby I’m the it
Yea ride European whips
Got sauce, got style, got swag, got drip
Got a 40 wit a 30 round clip
Spit game to your dame have that ho on dick
I am legend round here feel like Will Smith
You could check my resume yea boy write hits
See my name in the credit and you like oh shit
I aint even know Mistah F.A.B. wrote this
You keep it on the under like a nigaa tryna sneak
But just keep it 100 aint a nigga like me
Carmen San Diego aint no tellin where I might be
Went from being Hy-phy man to charging high fees
I see I see
Wet, boy , hmm, yea that nigga really got sauce
I be staying away from swagger jackers, dagger stabbers they be tryna to rip a nigga off
Ask my nigga Ross I’m a boss
Took a loss and a nigga bounced back
And 1 getting money yea you can count that
Spike Lee of the Warriors I’m a NBA fan
Big head balling like a nigga NBA Jams damn
[Hook: Jane Handcock]
I do my own thing do my own thing no permission (No permission now)
I like my weed loud and my beat up when I'm whipping (Yea)
Make sure when you pop shit you be bout it bout it cause I'm wit it
I knew it from day one I was a real one I was different
I knew I was a lil different
Knew it from day one I was a real one I was different
I was just a lil different (I was just a lil different)
From day day day day day one
[Verse 3: Jane Handcock]
Big blunts I be blowing loud
I might knock a nigga in his mouth
If he don’t know what he be talking bout
I’m the type thats finna clear it out
I’m the type thats finna talk none, finna move smooth, nigga jot it down
You the type thats finna wave a gun you aint shot shit nigga you is a clown
I get real fly like the tooth fairy
I come from a city thats real scary
No Elm Street
I know some niggas who make the chopper sing like Ms. Carey
Aint a bitch that could fuck with this
I mean really really really fuck with this
Niggas in they feelings I’m in my bag
Catching flights is all on my bucket list
I’m in the airport in Beijing
I got two niggas saying the same thing
About how they love me and ride for me
Kill a nigga dead ride for me
Off with niggas head I’m a queen
Thought she was the one instead of me
None of my niggas be doing drugs
All of my niggas be smoking weed
[Hook: Jane Handcock]
I do my own thing do my own thing no permission (No permission now)
I like my weed loud and my beat up when I'm whipping (Yea)
Make sure when you pop shit you be bout it bout it cause I'm wit it
I knew it from day one I was a real one I was different
I knew I was a lil different
Knew it from day one I was a real one I was different
I was just a lil different (I was just a lil different)
From day day day day day one
Writer(s): CARL TERRELL MITCHELL, MAX FIELD PERRY, MYARIAH NIKOLE SUMMERS, STANLEY P. COX
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid
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