Ain't no telling why these rappers on the same shit
They idolizing and becoming who they hang wit
Poisoning the masses they just tryna leave you brainless
Poppin this and sniffin that and sippin while they lane switch
Since 15 I've been mobbin in my own lane
I grew up fast momma say I got an old brain
You rappers stagnant like you waitin on a slow train
Ain't no tellin why they sell out for that gold chain
I'm up late man I'm tryna cut my mom a check
A new whip a new house is what I'm tryna get
The young graduate I'm studying my own potential
Writing random lyrics in class the teachers think I'm mental
I put my spirit in this shit let the pen bleed
F*ck a 6 man I'm movin at a 10 speed
Killin beats man I'm really on a frenzy
Middle finger to the industry they can't rent me
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
You don't see my struggle we got different views
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
Look you don't wear my struggle we got different shoes
It's the young diplomat I'm gettin sick of rap
They talkin bout they poppin pills and sippin liquid crack
But they don't know who they be reachin when they preachin that
I been spittin facts don't comprehend it so they say it's wack
You gettin lapped by this first generation flow
Better take notes I hit em' with the education flow
My time now this the opposite of patient flow
No room for hesitation this my motivation flow
I'm up late man I'm tryna break the family cycle
I was putting salt up in my shoes and that's word to Michael
Young Eiffel yea I'm headed to the top now
I got em' worried so they begging me to stop now
I put my spirit in this shit let the pen bleed
F*ck a 6 man I'm movin at a 10 speed
Killin beats man I'm really on a frenzy
Middle finger to the industry they can't rent me
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
You don't see my struggle we got different views
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
You don't wear my struggle we got different shoes
Young Greedy - Different Views Lyrics
Young Greedy - Different Views Lyrics
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Ain't no telling why these rappers on the same shit
They idolizing and becoming who they hang wit
Poisoning the masses they just tryna leave you brainless
Poppin this and sniffin that and sippin while they lane switch
Since 15 I've been mobbin in my own lane
I grew up fast momma say I got an old brain
You rappers stagnant like you waitin on a slow train
Ain't no tellin why they sell out for that gold chain
I'm up late man I'm tryna cut my mom a check
A new whip a new house is what I'm tryna get
The young graduate I'm studying my own potential
Writing random lyrics in class the teachers think I'm mental
I put my spirit in this shit let the pen bleed
F*ck a 6 man I'm movin at a 10 speed
Killin beats man I'm really on a frenzy
Middle finger to the industry they can't rent me
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
You don't see my struggle we got different views
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
Look you don't wear my struggle we got different shoes
It's the young diplomat I'm gettin sick of rap
They talkin bout they poppin pills and sippin liquid crack
But they don't know who they be reachin when they preachin that
I been spittin facts don't comprehend it so they say it's wack
You gettin lapped by this first generation flow
Better take notes I hit em' with the education flow
My time now this the opposite of patient flow
No room for hesitation this my motivation flow
I'm up late man I'm tryna break the family cycle
I was putting salt up in my shoes and that's word to Michael
Young Eiffel yea I'm headed to the top now
I got em' worried so they begging me to stop now
I put my spirit in this shit let the pen bleed
F*ck a 6 man I'm movin at a 10 speed
Killin beats man I'm really on a frenzy
Middle finger to the industry they can't rent me
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
You don't see my struggle we got different views
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
You don't wear my struggle we got different shoes
They idolizing and becoming who they hang wit
Poisoning the masses they just tryna leave you brainless
Poppin this and sniffin that and sippin while they lane switch
Since 15 I've been mobbin in my own lane
I grew up fast momma say I got an old brain
You rappers stagnant like you waitin on a slow train
Ain't no tellin why they sell out for that gold chain
I'm up late man I'm tryna cut my mom a check
A new whip a new house is what I'm tryna get
The young graduate I'm studying my own potential
Writing random lyrics in class the teachers think I'm mental
I put my spirit in this shit let the pen bleed
F*ck a 6 man I'm movin at a 10 speed
Killin beats man I'm really on a frenzy
Middle finger to the industry they can't rent me
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
You don't see my struggle we got different views
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
Look you don't wear my struggle we got different shoes
It's the young diplomat I'm gettin sick of rap
They talkin bout they poppin pills and sippin liquid crack
But they don't know who they be reachin when they preachin that
I been spittin facts don't comprehend it so they say it's wack
You gettin lapped by this first generation flow
Better take notes I hit em' with the education flow
My time now this the opposite of patient flow
No room for hesitation this my motivation flow
I'm up late man I'm tryna break the family cycle
I was putting salt up in my shoes and that's word to Michael
Young Eiffel yea I'm headed to the top now
I got em' worried so they begging me to stop now
I put my spirit in this shit let the pen bleed
F*ck a 6 man I'm movin at a 10 speed
Killin beats man I'm really on a frenzy
Middle finger to the industry they can't rent me
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
You don't see my struggle we got different views
Turn me up they tryna turn me down
I see the fake when I look around
Look through my eyes and you could see it too
You don't wear my struggle we got different shoes
Writer: Joseph Cortez
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