Kiah Bandz - Different Lyrics

You say it's money on the flo, nigga, go get it
Tryna wipe the whole bank by tomorrow, nigga no limits
You niggas negative as f*ck, where yo vision
I ain't nun like you broke niggas, I'm so different
I ain't nothin' like you niggas, I'm so different
I don't wear the lil' shit you niggas wear nigga, no kidding
Another day, another play, you can come with me
Just a young nigga from the bay, so I'm so different
Just a youngin' from the bay, so I'm so different
They never say it to my face, they just go n script it
They can't stay up out my way cuz I'm so gifted
N You can't eat up off this plate, if you can't make no dishes
Before you post that lil' sub don't forget to mention
N I want another bag, bitch, I don't want no bitches
Besides GTA, nigga, you never did a mission
The main niggas who be mad, pay the most attention
They know I slide too fast got another ticket
Nigga wish I was broke n down bad, nigga keep wishin
They tryna copy what I do so I just keep switchin
Nigga watch my every move, nigga, no kiddin
All yo bitches fagged n you hang with snitches
Never see me up in last, bitch, cuz ain't no competition
I was bein genuine you tried to be a menace
Evil ass dumb bitch, shoulda been my victim
You say it's money on the flo, nigga, go get it
Tryna wipe the whole bank by tomorrow, nigga no limits
You niggas negative as f*ck, where yo vision?
I ain't nothin' like you broke niggas, I'm so different
I ain't nun' like you nigga, I'm so different I don't wear the lil' shit you niggas wear
Nigga, no kiddin
Another day, another play, you can come with me
Just a young nigga from the bay so I'm so different
Just a youngin from the bay so I'm so different
Never hearin' what a broke nigga gotta say cuz I don't listen
Never see me in no beef, only next to chicken
N why they hate but copy me? I don't get it
You wasn't listenin' to me, so now I don't listen
You couldn't cook up ah check, bitch, if I gave you the kitchen
Mismatch designer, mixin' bape wit Christians
Wrong puzzle piece, I don't fit in
I ain't tryna step, this just how I'm livin
The way you niggas talkin' out yo neck, gon' come up missin
I ain't gotta do shit, but I gotta get it
I want the bag, bitch, y'all can have the bitches
Mike Amiri jeans with some black Christians
If I send yo bitch the text she gon' react kissin
She said I f*ck her the best, well who else hittin?
Slap the bitch, talkin' out her neck, I am not trippin
You'll never see me at my last cuz I'll go flip it
Niggas keep talkin' bout this bag but they never get it
I'm the quiet nigga with the bag so I got all the bitches
Niggas fake demon for the gram but they forgot to mention