This one for the streets how you turn your back on me
Running to this money cause I got family in need
Brother locked up damn I'm glad he took the plea
Cause he take that shit to trial they gone keep him in penitentiary
Been through the mud swear you niggas can't believe
Almost locked in the cage that shit ain't for me
This shit make believe homies steady leaving me
Bodies dropping left and right this shit killing me
They said to come with something different
This one for the trenches
We been pushing weight but we ain't pressing on no benches
Even with my back against the wall I still prevailed
How you claim to be my brother then your reports was detailed
Sitting posted at the crib sending packs out the mail
When I'm done with this I'll prolly go move into retail
I do this shit for my daddy hope he looking on someone real
Hope he never see me fail if you need I pay yo bail
But only if you solid too much switching tired of bitching If you got a problem slide
Too much switching tired of bitching if you got a problem slide then
But ain't nobody sliding tired of all this switching sides shit
Cuz too many friends only f*cking with me cause they want a Benz
Tired of hearing they'll be there to the end but that ain't how it ends
Fake love and it's fake friends
Trying to get a bag count up all these dividends
If I start this shit just now I'm gonna finish it
Gotta bad bitch and you know she is Dominican
Got a bad bitch you know she Dominican
This is my section naw you ain't getting in
And I pull up to the crib with the F&N
Gotta stay low and get all them extras in
I been popping percosets with no prescription
Tired of fake love like what's your intentions
Now they see I'm up and they all in my mentions
Back when I was broke they didn't even pay attention
Don't judge me by my looks just believe that I'm with it
You think this bag for fashion it's just to carry the stick in
Hasta lavista bitches like goodbye and good riddance
I'll ride for my brothers period end of the sentence
YungG - Something Different (Featz Lil Dre, & Ab) Lyrics
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This one for the streets how you turn your back on me
Running to this money cause I got family in need
Brother locked up damn I'm glad he took the plea
Cause he take that shit to trial they gone keep him in penitentiary
Been through the mud swear you niggas can't believe
Almost locked in the cage that shit ain't for me
This shit make believe homies steady leaving me
Bodies dropping left and right this shit killing me
They said to come with something different
This one for the trenches
We been pushing weight but we ain't pressing on no benches
Even with my back against the wall I still prevailed
How you claim to be my brother then your reports was detailed
Sitting posted at the crib sending packs out the mail
When I'm done with this I'll prolly go move into retail
I do this shit for my daddy hope he looking on someone real
Hope he never see me fail if you need I pay yo bail
But only if you solid too much switching tired of bitching If you got a problem slide
Too much switching tired of bitching if you got a problem slide then
But ain't nobody sliding tired of all this switching sides shit
Cuz too many friends only f*cking with me cause they want a Benz
Tired of hearing they'll be there to the end but that ain't how it ends
Fake love and it's fake friends
Trying to get a bag count up all these dividends
If I start this shit just now I'm gonna finish it
Gotta bad bitch and you know she is Dominican
Got a bad bitch you know she Dominican
This is my section naw you ain't getting in
And I pull up to the crib with the F&N
Gotta stay low and get all them extras in
I been popping percosets with no prescription
Tired of fake love like what's your intentions
Now they see I'm up and they all in my mentions
Back when I was broke they didn't even pay attention
Don't judge me by my looks just believe that I'm with it
You think this bag for fashion it's just to carry the stick in
Hasta lavista bitches like goodbye and good riddance
I'll ride for my brothers period end of the sentence
Running to this money cause I got family in need
Brother locked up damn I'm glad he took the plea
Cause he take that shit to trial they gone keep him in penitentiary
Been through the mud swear you niggas can't believe
Almost locked in the cage that shit ain't for me
This shit make believe homies steady leaving me
Bodies dropping left and right this shit killing me
They said to come with something different
This one for the trenches
We been pushing weight but we ain't pressing on no benches
Even with my back against the wall I still prevailed
How you claim to be my brother then your reports was detailed
Sitting posted at the crib sending packs out the mail
When I'm done with this I'll prolly go move into retail
I do this shit for my daddy hope he looking on someone real
Hope he never see me fail if you need I pay yo bail
But only if you solid too much switching tired of bitching If you got a problem slide
Too much switching tired of bitching if you got a problem slide then
But ain't nobody sliding tired of all this switching sides shit
Cuz too many friends only f*cking with me cause they want a Benz
Tired of hearing they'll be there to the end but that ain't how it ends
Fake love and it's fake friends
Trying to get a bag count up all these dividends
If I start this shit just now I'm gonna finish it
Gotta bad bitch and you know she is Dominican
Got a bad bitch you know she Dominican
This is my section naw you ain't getting in
And I pull up to the crib with the F&N
Gotta stay low and get all them extras in
I been popping percosets with no prescription
Tired of fake love like what's your intentions
Now they see I'm up and they all in my mentions
Back when I was broke they didn't even pay attention
Don't judge me by my looks just believe that I'm with it
You think this bag for fashion it's just to carry the stick in
Hasta lavista bitches like goodbye and good riddance
I'll ride for my brothers period end of the sentence
Writer: Gerald Higgins
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