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I'm turnt up on some different shit
I bossed up on my old hoes, I'm with a different bitch
Same nigga different emotions and a different fit
Got rid of all them old rods, this a different stick
Big chillin', now I'm focused on some different shit
Different occupation, 'finna cash me a bigger check
Different weed, different high, we having different sex
I'm kicking shit you woulda' thought I had a different leg
They 'aint hustle, how we hustle this a different grind
Do anything to survive that's the bottom line
Ion' give a f*ck about yo' compliments I know I'm fine, bitch
And if yo' dawg say we cool then you know he lying
I'm the best to do this shit and bitch I said what I said
No more being humble, bitch I'm coming for yo' head
F*ck the ops, I'm who call the shots, all I see is red
This a bop, she gone play this shit, I know they hate to hear it
I'm turnt up on some different shit
I bossed up on my old hoes, I'm with a different bitch
Same nigga different emotions and a different fit
Got rid of all them old rods, this a different stick
Big chillin', now I'm focused on some different shit
Different occupation, 'finna cash me a bigger check
Different weed, different high, we having different sex
I'm kicking shit you woulda' thought I had a different leg
Yeah yeah
Look
She want my mind but I can't find that shit
All that groupie loving shit, cant find no time for it
I'm not cocky I'm just mothaf*cking confident
I get that commonly and when they come for me it's comedy
I know they hate to see the crown on me and they look down on me
Watch my momma' struggle countlessly and that shit grounded me
All the people that surrounding me gon' hold it down for me
Making money's like a symphony the way it sound to me, yeah
None of you niggas in my headlights
They say stop and I'm like oops I ran a red light
I love it when she give me head to get my head right
Gotta couple screws loose and still my head tight
Look
F*ck a hater, shit I'm feeling this
Know who you dealing with
I'll snap nigga like a ligament
I do this differently, on different shit and she be diggin' it
I put that dick up on her hip and she say why you kicking me
Watch the trickery, they trick or treat but aint no trickin' me
I know that we had some history but had no chemistry
She wanna get with me, then stick to me, and then get big on me
I'm f*cking feeling me, I really don't know how she deal with me, ay
I got no time to waste
Ask yo' girl why she all in my face
And I got no time to play
But then she touch on me and somehow get her way
Yeah it's Izy
I'm turnt up on some different shit
I bossed up on my old hoes, I'm with a different bitch
Same nigga different emotions and a different fit
Got rid of all them old rods, this a different stick
Big chillin', now I'm focused on some different shit
Different occupation, 'finna cash me a bigger check
Different weed, different high, we having different sex
I'm kicking shit you woulda' thought I had a different leg
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I'm turnt up on some different shit
I bossed up on my old hoes, I'm with a different bitch
Same nigga different emotions and a different fit
Got rid of all them old rods, this a different stick
Big chillin', now I'm focused on some different shit
Different occupation, 'finna cash me a bigger check
Different weed, different high, we having different sex
I'm kicking shit you woulda' thought I had a different leg
They 'aint hustle, how we hustle this a different grind
Do anything to survive that's the bottom line
Ion' give a f*ck about yo' compliments I know I'm fine, bitch
And if yo' dawg say we cool then you know he lying
I'm the best to do this shit and bitch I said what I said
No more being humble, bitch I'm coming for yo' head
F*ck the ops, I'm who call the shots, all I see is red
This a bop, she gone play this shit, I know they hate to hear it
I'm turnt up on some different shit
I bossed up on my old hoes, I'm with a different bitch
Same nigga different emotions and a different fit
Got rid of all them old rods, this a different stick
Big chillin', now I'm focused on some different shit
Different occupation, 'finna cash me a bigger check
Different weed, different high, we having different sex
I'm kicking shit you woulda' thought I had a different leg
Yeah yeah
Look
She want my mind but I can't find that shit
All that groupie loving shit, cant find no time for it
I'm not cocky I'm just mothaf*cking confident
I get that commonly and when they come for me it's comedy
I know they hate to see the crown on me and they look down on me
Watch my momma' struggle countlessly and that shit grounded me
All the people that surrounding me gon' hold it down for me
Making money's like a symphony the way it sound to me, yeah
None of you niggas in my headlights
They say stop and I'm like oops I ran a red light
I love it when she give me head to get my head right
Gotta couple screws loose and still my head tight
Look
F*ck a hater, shit I'm feeling this
Know who you dealing with
I'll snap nigga like a ligament
I do this differently, on different shit and she be diggin' it
I put that dick up on her hip and she say why you kicking me
Watch the trickery, they trick or treat but aint no trickin' me
I know that we had some history but had no chemistry
She wanna get with me, then stick to me, and then get big on me
I'm f*cking feeling me, I really don't know how she deal with me, ay
I got no time to waste
Ask yo' girl why she all in my face
And I got no time to play
But then she touch on me and somehow get her way
Yeah it's Izy
I'm turnt up on some different shit
I bossed up on my old hoes, I'm with a different bitch
Same nigga different emotions and a different fit
Got rid of all them old rods, this a different stick
Big chillin', now I'm focused on some different shit
Different occupation, 'finna cash me a bigger check
Different weed, different high, we having different sex
I'm kicking shit you woulda' thought I had a different leg
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Writer: Dakota Boyer, Donald Evans, Isaiah Hill
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