Not Like You

Yeah Check it out Diabolic, Triple O, Brooklyn Ac, Oz T, Decipher Check it [Verse 1:] I don't want to battle, I'd rather curse at your wife I ain't trying to win, I'm trying to fuck up your personal life When the block in a daze, your wife's watching amazed So I dug her back out like I was robbing a grave Stay bent, brain drenched by the haze stench Strugglin' to make sense of where my day went (what) Time to pay rent, duckin' the landlord Fuckin' some tramp raw on the trunk of my man's Ford Self destructive, smokin' l's in public I fell in love with the feeling of yelling fuck it (Fuck it!) Raising hell above it, without a Glock to pull I'm greedy, I'll run ya pockets when my pockets full Unstoppable force on an obstacle course Lookin' at your chain for a few rocks that fell off Could be a good fight 'till I land a hook right (blah) And draw blood like police sketches of Sug Knight Chorus: I'm not like you, y'all could never relate You couldn't handle half of the pressure and weight I'm not like you, y'all pretenders and fakes Real recognize real, I don't remember your face [2X] [Verse 2:] Yo I may be wrong, at war with my baby's mom But I'm way beyond giving a fuck what ladies want Please believe it, there's no deceitful secret I'm too raw, the evil genius and his people seen it Dodging cop stations on blocks you're not safe in Passing thru telling camera crews to stop taping I may slap the same cats who watch hating Couldn't get work if the spot had job placement (haha) Chasing the dough you stash, approaching fast Smoking hash, ride or die, hope to crash Grab your throat to slash an open gash Try holding on with both your arms broke in half Jehovah's wrath, God gave for pap's glazed Shockwave with a buck fifty ox blade And the cascades driving thru police blockades Escaping the heat, takin' a leak on a cop's grave [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Yo I make shit happen, so just in case shit happens I can laugh it off like fuck it shit happens Bitch slappin' your jaw to six fragments Click clackin' at your team screaming QUIT RAPPING!! Crooks countin' they wealth, while Sug's shoutin' for help When I do dirt like the ?? lookin' out for himself More controversial, I'll do your kid's momma dirty Cause drama worthy if you askin' god for mercy Your worst nightmare, rockin' the venue Sellin' you a dream, plottin' against you The razor cut your face 'till it stapled shut Get dropped and be the next flop the label fucks Rest assured, everything I said is raw Acting foul, won't crack a smile unless it's yours Ride with me, blazin' five fifties Top of the world, so if I fall I'm takin' the sky with me [Chorus] Haha. I'm not like you. Go sit on a cucumber and spin. Motherfucker Diabolic, Triple Optix, Brooklyn Academy Hahaha. Game over. Holla back you little bitches