Different Worlds
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Structured like a rock
Impenetrable like a cinderblock
Imperialist we break down your
Whole nation
Set up bigger shop
He pulled out on a nigga
Heard him pull the trigger
(That's a cold dead nigga)
Used to serve right out the
Building
Smilin' while the feds take
Pictures
Birdman, rub my hands together
Laughing 'cause they never get
Us, and they never did
Like skimmin' through a book I'm
Dodging sentences
They search us but the gunman
Had connects to get the weapon in
(That's a cold ass killer)
Yeah I know my nigga
Michael Jackson grip a clip
See me moonwalkin' with the
Thriller
(That's a old ass killer)
Yeah I know my nigga
I might print a couple bitches
Dripped in gold just sippin' liquor
I don't understand your lingo
Need subtitles like a asian flick
Sun inside my steps i change the
Weather when I'm walkin' in
I had to cut that chick, that sex
Was good but she too talkative
Sat me in the deposition room to
Prove my innocence
They tried to make me talk but
Plead the fifth and smoked they
Cigarettes
Told me get to snitchin', no I'd
Never get to live again
I told them get my lawyer and a
Copy of the testaments
Often I switch the other side like
A Aston
Caution, you do not wanna cross
Him
He's lost it
Pick a chick like eenie-miney-mo
She gon' toss it
Skinny nigga but I get up in her
Fix her posture
Hitler vision only thorough niggas
On my roster
Yeah, I'm sinnin'
But my conscience spirit keep me
Guarded
I don't get too caught up in the
Gimmicks
Like these artists
I just keep it pushin' go the
Hardest
Regardless
Independent G's, we get lit by
Any means
Down a fifth of Hennessy
Beat her kitten like a thief
Ain't no scrip' for my disease
When you resist it's hard to
Breathe
Hear your song that shit was weak
Mumble rappers can't compete
My pen elite, depend on me
Kill 'em faster while he sleep
Gon' need a pastor fuckin' with
Me
Gon' see a casket fuckin' with me
Your shit ain't valid in the streets
Fuck done happened to the
Game?
This my ballad, no romantic
You've been beautifully slain
Told ma her beauty's in her brain
She hit the floor and did her
Thang
I was brought up in the place
Something I always had to feign
OG catch me like some Saints
Took a [?]
And it's been 2k on the safe
Them new Ameri's on the way
My leather soft I feel like Wayne
I set it off like I'm the queen
Bring your boss I'll strip his rank
Took some losses
But we blossomed from the
Bottom where we came
Different worlds we ain't the
Same
Lord