I just wanna prove I’m different, I swear to God I’m different,
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I’m nothing like these niggers, my girl nothing like these bitches.
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I’m on the road to riches as I’m seeking hope, forgiveness,
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From the loved ones that I’ve hurt, it wasn’t my intentions.
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I’m just tryin’ to prove I’m different, I swear to God I’m different,
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I’m nothing like these niggers, my girl nothing like these bitches.
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In this trillion dollar world no losing, I’ve got one million,
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So you know I’m about to kill ‘em. How you know? I’ve got that killing.
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And I swear my cloth is different, I make from a custom all,
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Soon now I’ll being Lacrosse while I’m man I can pluck a gold.
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They see me driving all these choppers, though I say my pocket’s small,
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They ain’t know twenty minutes after they see me it was all.
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You can’t get what niggers got, honestly, you’ll never know,
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Say niggers drive on the scene and ones they’re still staying at home
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With their moms or their baby moms acting like they’re single,
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Screaming wax on top of wax but need a hotel room to mingle.
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What you’re saying?
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So let go, jump in
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Oh, well, what you waiting for?
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It's all right…
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I’m almost guaranteeing that the grass is not greener.
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I mean, you compare me to them?
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All they got is dirt.
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I try, I try. I try, I try. I try, I try. I try, I try.
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I just wanna prove I’m different, I swear to God I’m different,
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I’m nothing like these niggers, my girl nothing like these bitches.
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I’m on the road to riches as I’m seeking hope, forgiveness,
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From the loved ones that I’ve hurt, it wasn’t my intentions.
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I’m just tryin’ to prove I’m different, I swear to God I’m different,
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I’m nothing like these niggers, my girl nothing like these bitches.
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In this trillion dollar world no losing, I’ve got one million,
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So you know I’m about to kill ‘em. How you know? I’ve got that killing.
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Look at me, what could be, honestly, say what you see.
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Just another dark skinned nigger with some money in a v.
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When I was a kid they ain’t have to ask what you wanna be,
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Teachers knew that I will rap, in my heart wish I could see.
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They say I paint a pretty picture, wish the same behind the scene,
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Say I make it look good. Well, things are just what they seem.
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I don’t entertain rumors about you nor me,
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So my perception of you is dictated of what I see.
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So let go, jump in
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Oh, well, what you waiting for?
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It's all right…
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They have a way in their head of what they gonna treat you,
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Because of shit they heard.
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Instead of coming to you with a clean mislead.
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I try, I try. I try, I try. I try, I try. I try, I try.
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I try, I try. I try, I try. I try, I try. I try, I try.
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I just wanna prove I’m different, I swear to God I’m different,
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I’m nothing like these niggers, my girl nothing like these bitches.
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I’m on the road to riches as I’m seeking hope, forgiveness,
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From the loved ones that I’ve hurt, it wasn’t my intentions.
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I’m just tryin’ to prove I’m different, I swear to God I’m different,
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I’m nothing like these niggers, my girl nothing like these bitches.
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In this trillion dollar world no losing, I’ve got one million,
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So you know I’m about to kill ‘em. How you know? I’ve got that killing.
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I don’t understand broke niggers in this lane that go to riches,
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There’s a thousand different hustles, foreigners can go and get it.
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Nine to five I used to fight. Well, do that shit, I do with pride,
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Me, I think I deserve a little more, so that’s how I strive.
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Put my all into this shit, thousands, this year I spent,
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Out in Vegas betting wages at the Luxor pyramid.
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At the crack table playing a field with a thousand dollar chip,
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And you consider this living or you just don’t know the better,
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This ain’t shit.
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Are you niggers talking about all the shit they wanna get,
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All the nice things they want if they’re making some money.
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I just like that feeling you wake up and you don’t owe nobody,
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They always pay you ten days in a row.
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All you gotta do is get up and shop.
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That comfortable, shit.
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| Yeah, that’s a living |
