Lyrics

Yea
You know I'm saying You
You In and out of different shit
Tryna get different shit
You tryna make shit popping
Ain't no telling how you gone rock but you can't drop
Yea I'm on a whole different type of time
I'm on a whole different type of mission
I been pulling different type of bitches
When I'm feeling static bodies come up missing
Came to the A with a new vision
Lost the gig damn near had a new eviction
Picked up the pack and I started pitching
Distributing that Bobby like New Edition
That was post college
That was post knowledge
Met a plug out in Tucker no profiling
Back to back with the whips out the Enterprise
Started fronting me zips we both solid
Tamika like kinfolk you got a degree
With debt out the ass that shit just a fee
Applying for jobs requesting my race
I'm knowing that question applying to me
So stress on me heavy I'm puffing vapors
Cali Sativa with plenty flavor
Pressure make diamonds and plenty paper
So I'm at niggas scalp like I'm giving tapers
Took a bitch out for sushi and tipped the waiter
She a Grady baby living in Decatur
I'm in a real nigga category
So the top with the bottom that's mandatory
I'm on a whole different type of hustle
Ride for my guys Barney Ruble
School fights niggas had to tussle
Remember cold nights barely had a cover
Niggas come round with them funny smiles
I'm securing ya bitch and a money pile
I'm on a whole different type of loud
The niggas I fuck with don't move in crowds
Yea