Raised Different

Yeah
Take me right there
Yeah (legendary)
That's right
What?
Yeah (a dedication)
What? (The Marathon Continues)
(DJ Drama)

Count this dough up
Call my name, I'm gon' show up (yeah)
Park to pour up
Quarter pint in my soda
Now picture me rollin'
My V12 its twin turbo
Fuck with that Gallardo
But the 'Rari I prefer though
Y'all world verble
We candle your curb up
Police can't control us, they just react to these murders
Take y'all niggas off, be back in the mornin'
Last time was a walk up, now we poppin' out the foreign
I'm stickin' to the script, y'all got too many stories
You talk just like a bitch, we got too many Maury's
Loose lips is sinking ships, break a levee like New Orleans
Always move in silence, except when I'm recordin'

Yeah, we were raised different
It was no excuses for yo' age difference
I stick to the script, there's not a page missin'
But there's no love in these streets
It's just some pain in it
But I was made in it
Yeah, we were raised different
You can't see the trap when you still caged in it
I stick to the script, there's not a page missin'
But there's no love in these streets
It's just some pain in it
But I was made in it

They buried Takeoff today, let me pay my respect
Plus it's Dolph's anniversary, you just don't be next
And Young Kyrie, them folks done fucked up with his check
Or go out like Ye and lose it all by respect (yeah)
Now how you want to play it? 'Cause it's all in the game
You motherfuckers saw what happened to light skin Jermaine (ayy)
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you, nigga (nah)
And it ain't no guarantee that they gon' feel you, nigga (haha)
Mix the sour with the trauma, it's gon' heal you, nigga
Don't get caught up in the hate 'cause it'll kill you, nigga (yeah)
See I woke up this mornin', rain comin' down
Twenty thousand square feet nigga and not a sound (nah)
Can't tell you motherfuckas what a lease look like (lease look like)
But I can tell you motherfuckers what this peace look like (haha)
And I came from the block with them Chevys and AKs (AKs)
Can show you how to break a half-thing down in eight ways (damn)
That's eight women, baby, eight times, my nigga
Look, death round the corner, you wastin' time, my nigga (ayy)
Hustles and mercenaries
Them corners is legendary (yeah)
Them birds ain't talkin' Larry (nah)
Them prices, them bitches vary (haha)
White, ain't talkin' dairy (nah)
Mariah, ain't talkin' Carey (Carey)
My co-defendant makin' me nervous, he talkin' scary (damn)
We was raised different, nigga, it was hard to do this song (song)
Sippin' 'Nard reminisce 'bout Nip, my nigga gone (damn)

Yeah, we were raised different
It was no excuses for yo' age difference
I stick to the script, there's not a page missin'
But there's no love in these streets
It's just some pain in it
But I was made in it
Yeah, we were raised different
You can't see the trap when you still caged in it
I stick to the script, there's not a page missin'
But there's no love in these streets
It's just some pain in it
But I was made in it

Can't tell me a thing about a motherfuckin' thing, nigga
We was raised different

Nip
Blxst
Jeezy
Dram
Just raised different