Acting Different lyrics

[Intro]
Huh? (Aha, Zai, can you turn that up a little bit?)
Back on that one sh*t
(I ain't mad at it) CM3
Huh (Huh)

[Chorus]
This money got me acting different
Richest n*gga from my neighborhood and I'm still whacking n*ggas
I can't no post pictures with my pistol, I get active with it (Huh)
I'm in traffic, arm out the window, I'm gon' crash the whip
Prezi cost a half a chicken, Richie cost a half a ticket
When they see me, mad my little demons start attackin' n*ggas
I'm more of a watch collector, I ain't no high fashion n*gga (Uh-uh)
When I seen that rose Patek, I just had to get it

[Verse 1]
My young n*ggas robbin' sh*t, selling dope, smacking n*ggas
I'm into it with some broke, homeless-ass rapping n*ggas
Them boys gotta see me on the 'Gram, I know they mad I'm living
I had n*ggas calling, begging me to stop attacking n*ggas
I shot up half them n*ggas, now I just laugh at n*ggas (Haha)
Rick shoes, fit Rhudе, but I ain't mad at n*ggas (I ain't mad at n*ggas)
I get love from killers I was out hеre crashing with em (Huh)
I kinda knew I was gon' make it, I just had a feeling, ha
[Chorus]
This money got me acting different
Richest n*gga from my neighborhood and I'm still whacking n*ggas
I can't no post pictures with my pistol, I get active with it (Huh)
I'm in traffic, arm out the window, I'm gon' crash the whip
Prezi cost a half a chicken, Richie cost a half a ticket (Half a ticket)
When they see me, mad my little demons start attackin' n*ggas
I'm more of a watch collector, I ain't no high fashion n*gga (Fashion n*gga)
When I seen that rose Patek, I just had to get it

[Verse 2]
Fit cost me half a man, shoes cost me half a ten (Huh)
All this money coming in, I'm making double what I spend (For real)
Fifty racks a show, I could get more, but sh*t, I love my fans
Count a million dollars, took a hour, damn, I love my hands
I put on whatever I want, I don't follow trends
Watch full of boulders, rocks, Glock full of hollow heads (Baow)
Looking through my comments, where the trolls at? Now they dead
n*ggas always asking where the hoes at, not no bread
Only reason n*gga outside, they ain't got no bed
All these n*ggas clicking up, ain't got a b*tch to f*ck
Y'all the n*ggas that be getting robbed and think y'all tricking us
Then y'all act like y'all robbers to us, n*gga, give it up (n*gga, what?)

[Chorus]
This money got me acting different
Richest n*gga from my neighborhood and I'm still whacking n*ggas
I can't no post pictures with my pistol, I get active with it
I'm in traffic, arm out the window, I'm gon' crash the whip (Huh)
Prezi cost a half a chicken, Richie cost a half a ticket (Half a ticket)
When they see me, mad my little demons start attackin' n*ggas (Attackin' n*ggas)
I'm more of a watch collector, I ain't no high fashion n*gga (Fashion n*gga)
When I seen that rose Patek, I just had to get it