No Difference

歌詞

(R14) Uh What's a quarter ticket? Boy, I'm tryna make a million You've been on like a hundred glides and never done no drillings Finessed a few, so if I want that, gotta pay for dinners They never pay and that's one reason why I hate opinions Free my niggas jammed, still get money, that don't make no difference Difference is when them niggas locked, they don't make no figures Bitch, I got so much hoes, losin' you don't make no difference I got beef with so much niggas beefin' you don't make no difference Good food and be on time, that's how you keep it ringin' Can't tell my nigga, "Chill," just gotta watch and keep on chingin' Heard he's in jail for punchin' up and kickin' down his missus Dick inside her somethin', that's the only time I'm beatin' women When I die, my guys are liars if they don't say, "He the realest" Go Dubai, put two racks aside, that's just for speedin' tickets I can't lie, when my nigga died, that had me grievin' different Stick my rambo in and out his chest and now he's breathin' different Burn my nigga's bridge if he got nicked and turned to LMA Keep it close, why? 'Cause on my block, we don't do MMA Let me tell you one thing 'bout my hood, you can put in work today But by tomorrow, nobody don't care 'cause that was yesterday Feds on my B-A-C-K, don't wanna see me elevate Bump into my paigons, tell me one time that I hesitated Got love for Loops, why? For me, he done extra days Got cousins that can't get a hear, I got more love for Destiny What's a quarter ticket? Boy, I'm tryna make a million You've been on like a hundred glides and never done no drillings Finessed a few, so if I want that, gotta pay for dinners They never pay and that's one reason why I hate opinions Free my niggas jammed, still get money, that don't make no difference Difference is when them niggas locked, they don't make no figures Bitch, I got so much hoes, losin' you don't make no difference I got beef with so much niggas, beefin' you don't make no difference I've never seen your gun, you're always talkin' 'bout a scram He never went on holiday, somehow, he's got a tan I wasted credit on this girl when I was in the can Had couple plans, came home just to find out that she's got a man Damn, put my feelings to the side so I can work it better Fifteen inch up in my palm, plus, I can work the presser I should be gone and clear by the time they're freein' Terra She gave me so much brain, I'm on the verge of bein' clever Beat it better, I'll give it to S, loose, tap it, squeeze it better I was locked up, from her, I didn't see a letter I know I rap, but if I get a drop, I'm on whatever She can get her makeup on my Calvin Klein, but not my sweater Remember I was trappin', used to flex with my boss's cheddar Money over bitches, you chase women, I chase mozzarella But I got women that eat me and they wanna arch forever They don't know that when I ride with mine, I hit the target hella What's a quarter ticket? Boy, I'm tryna make a million You've been on like a hundred glides and never done no drillings Finessed a few, so if I want that, gotta pay for dinners They never pay and that's one reason why I hate opinions Free my niggas jammed, still get money, that don't make no difference Difference is when them niggas locked, they don't make no figures Bitch, I got so much hoes, losin' you don't make no difference I got beef with so much niggas, beefin' you don't make no difference