Different Day

(Four3va)

Niggas be goin' to jail, gettin' out the same weekend, like what the fucky?

By myself I still score buckets

I shoot first, shoot back or somethin'

I can't go on a date for nothin', lil' ho might get me whacked or somethin'

Fully automatic piece on the back of the Glock, it feel like it's asthma comin'

Yeah, you niggas can't last for nothin'

I spend a ten to make a thirty redundant

Yeah, feelin' like Swerve, who run it?

Yeah, feelin' like Swerve, who run this shit?

I came step in I can't remember bring my gun at

He a rookie, the packs he fumblin'

Catch him out of bounds, my niggas steppin' him

Boy, I told you, my niggas insane

Wake up, get fly, walk out the door totein' the Glock 20, ain't shit changed

Heard an opp got hit with a flame, on my first mission I fell in love with my aim

And you niggas be goin' out sweet, I'm in throw back pictures, I been gang bangin'

On licks since like thirteen, ain't workin' a job, gotta get that paper

And niggas don't wanna get no money, they just wanna start rappin' and get famous

It's the new world, this shit dangerous

Watch Darrel get out P Angels

When I'm done, when I'm twitchin' my fingers I'm tryna let you know that I'm really gang bangin'

Got some blood and I started fiendin' that me and foenem spend now or later

Should I fuck her now or later?

It don't matter I'm 'bout to break her

Cook the opps, take a shower, maybe

Why them fuck niggas always stankin'?

They found his ass wrapped in a blanket

With no button that 10 milli' shakin'

Fuck a CBD, treat him like racists

Hit the Spiderman like you skate him

Bro got defense like Raiders

You a snitch and I saw it on paper

I don't do it while he's on paper

So I count shit up on the wake up

I don't like my bitch with makeup

Leave a fuck-nigga shell in this tank-top

I asked what they do, we do face shots

We stay fuckin' 'em up, go the jakes hot

Watch the lane switch, I get crazy

Oral sex, wanna have my baby?

She was fantasizing, maybe

Top speed on the two door, one eighty

I got hella money, shit like rabies

But I can't pass out none of this paper

I can't get all done with you, I smoke weed, might fuck up my tastebuds

Niggas be goin' to jail, gettin' out the same weekend, like what the fucky?

By myself I still score buckets

I shoot first, shoot back or somethin'

I can't go on a date for nothin', lil' ho might get me whacked or somethin'

Fully automatic piece on the back of the Glock, it feel like it's asthma comin'

Yeah, you niggas can't last for nothin'

I spend a ten to make a thirty redundant

Yeah, feelin' like Swerve, who run it?

Yeah, feelin' like Swerve, who run this shit?

I came step in I can't remember bring my gun at

He a rookie, the packs he fumblin'

Catch him out of bounds, my niggas steppin' him

Boy, I told you, my niggas insane