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Im Different Video (MV)




Performed By: 45ManMan
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Mandrell Gray wiggins




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I'm different, I spend ten bands in Dior just like I'm Christian
Different hoes callin' my phone, they think I'm pimpin
And my Glock hold up my jeans, that's why I'm limpin
You can't speak about my life until you lived it
Paint a picture when I rap, it's so vivid
Junkies callin' back, so I keep whippin
You can't take the heat, get out the kitchen
They kill your bro ain't no forgiveness
Turn my head the other way, can't be a witness
And I speak about this life because I lived it
Niggas screamin' gang, gang, but they be snitchin
F*ck the judge, I pray to God my bro don't get convicted
I had ten bands written on my wish list
Young nigga tryna come up, hustle so ambitious
Remember we was in the hoopty tryna get it
Smokin' blunts after blunts, gettin' lifted
Broski told me keep on hoopin', boy, you gifted
But when you in these streets, you hit a lick, you tryna flip it
Once you double up in the trap, you can make a livin
Put my olive niggas on and don't forget the Kipling
I know some niggas that used to sin, now they Christian
Now they work a 9-to-5 and earn a honest livin
I can't work no 9-to-5, my nigga, you be trippin
All these free bands that a nigga's been gettin
I'm different, I spent ten bands in dior just like I'm Christian
Different hoes callin' my phone, they think I'm pimpin
And my Glock hold up my jeans, that's why I'm limpin
You can't speak about my life until you lift it
Paint a picture when I rap, it's so vivid
Junkies callin' back, so I keep whippin
You can't take the heat, get out the kitchen
They kill your bro, ain't no forgiveness
I know I'ma blow if I keep rappin
And my shooter, he on go, he got a MAC-10
I can't speak on certain things or tell what happened
But I live a life of crime and sometimes it get tragic
You can't live this life of mine if you don't perk a ratchet
Opps bangin' on the net in real life, they be cappin
Niggas sellin' little bit of weed and think they trappin
Why you gotta strap for if you ain't bout to action
Hit a lick, then take a flight, next day relaxin
You don't put no work up in the trap, you steady nappin
High speed chases from the feds, I'm steady dashin
Shoutout Sosa to the bank, I'm steady laughin
I'm laughin' at the opps cause they don't want none
My crodie perkin', guarantee that he gon' drop some
How you trust your homie with a gun and he ain't pop none
I just sent my youngin' on a hit, he got the job done
I'm different, I spend ten bands in dior just like I'm Christian
Different hoes callin' my phone, they think I'm pimpin
And my Glock hold up my jeans, that's why I'm limpin
You can't speak about my life until you lived it
Paint a picture when I rap, it's so vivid
Junkies callin' back, so I keep whippin
You can't take the heat, get out the kitchen
They kill your bro, ain't no forgiveness
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I'm different, I spend ten bands in Dior just like I'm Christian
Different hoes callin' my phone, they think I'm pimpin
And my Glock hold up my jeans, that's why I'm limpin
You can't speak about my life until you lived it
Paint a picture when I rap, it's so vivid
Junkies callin' back, so I keep whippin
You can't take the heat, get out the kitchen
They kill your bro ain't no forgiveness
Turn my head the other way, can't be a witness
And I speak about this life because I lived it
Niggas screamin' gang, gang, but they be snitchin
F*ck the judge, I pray to God my bro don't get convicted
I had ten bands written on my wish list
Young nigga tryna come up, hustle so ambitious
Remember we was in the hoopty tryna get it
Smokin' blunts after blunts, gettin' lifted
Broski told me keep on hoopin', boy, you gifted
But when you in these streets, you hit a lick, you tryna flip it
Once you double up in the trap, you can make a livin
Put my olive niggas on and don't forget the Kipling
I know some niggas that used to sin, now they Christian
Now they work a 9-to-5 and earn a honest livin
I can't work no 9-to-5, my nigga, you be trippin
All these free bands that a nigga's been gettin
I'm different, I spent ten bands in dior just like I'm Christian
Different hoes callin' my phone, they think I'm pimpin
And my Glock hold up my jeans, that's why I'm limpin
You can't speak about my life until you lift it
Paint a picture when I rap, it's so vivid
Junkies callin' back, so I keep whippin
You can't take the heat, get out the kitchen
They kill your bro, ain't no forgiveness
I know I'ma blow if I keep rappin
And my shooter, he on go, he got a MAC-10
I can't speak on certain things or tell what happened
But I live a life of crime and sometimes it get tragic
You can't live this life of mine if you don't perk a ratchet
Opps bangin' on the net in real life, they be cappin
Niggas sellin' little bit of weed and think they trappin
Why you gotta strap for if you ain't bout to action
Hit a lick, then take a flight, next day relaxin
You don't put no work up in the trap, you steady nappin
High speed chases from the feds, I'm steady dashin
Shoutout Sosa to the bank, I'm steady laughin
I'm laughin' at the opps cause they don't want none
My crodie perkin', guarantee that he gon' drop some
How you trust your homie with a gun and he ain't pop none
I just sent my youngin' on a hit, he got the job done
I'm different, I spend ten bands in dior just like I'm Christian
Different hoes callin' my phone, they think I'm pimpin
And my Glock hold up my jeans, that's why I'm limpin
You can't speak about my life until you lived it
Paint a picture when I rap, it's so vivid
Junkies callin' back, so I keep whippin
You can't take the heat, get out the kitchen
They kill your bro, ain't no forgiveness
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Writer: Mandrell Gray wiggins
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