Feel Different lyrics

[Chorus]
When you park the foreign in the lot, that sh*t feel different
When you from the bottom playing with racks, that sh*t feel different
Had a revolver, now it's Glock and that sh*t shoot different
When you losing n*ggas you with everyday, it hit different
I'm from the trenches, n*ggas die young
And you can't tell me not to live it, I was there
Police run down, saying, "Hands up"
But I ain't gon' stop, I got my pipe and that b*tch here

[Verse 1]
Head hurt on hard days, that sh*t don't last long
In these streets no wasting time, no days off
I've been serving that pack like a waiter
They quick to leave and run right back, ain't finna play with y'all
I bet my brother, he bust your head, trigger finger retarded
That that dumb way from bro, he ain't missing the target (For real)
Promise we handled the broken apartments
My heart on fire, like how did this started?
That n*gga you said was real, told on a n*gga, you both fake
It was vacant houses, now it vacays
It was fast cars with baby K's
And when we ride, bet he gon' catch a fade
If we ain't making money, bet we tryna take a face
How you say I'm trippin'? Dior sandals, it got no laces
f*ck, I can't ball when my brothers give me headaches
Ball like Trae Young, too many die young
[Chorus]
When you park the foreign in the lot, that sh*t feel different
When you from the bottom playing with racks, that sh*t feel different
Had a revolver, now it's Glock and that sh*t shoot different
When you losing n*ggas you with everyday, it hit different
I'm from the trenches, n*ggas die young
And you can't tell me not to live it, I was there
Police run down, saying, "Hands up"
But I ain't gon' stop, I got my pipe, and that b*tch here

[Verse 2]
Block baby turned to star
Prolly blow twenty in the mall
I had it hard
'Cause I'm a blood, you think these Louboutins?
Rocking Balenciaga runners with some Marni
Out here I'm gambling with my life and you ain't call me
Brodie got all type of purple stuff, sellin' Barney
I'm on the TV now, would I ever meet Zendaya?
I was wearing Playboy, so she think that I'm a player
My life be a roller coaster, spinning yo' spot
Just like a mafia, I'ma turn the bros to bosses, gotta move cautious (No bap)
Don't pick me if I am a option
Pick and choose, picking your partner
Diamond chain, he used to have rosary
Young n*gga prezzy plain, she know this is not cheap
She said "Boy, you c*cky"
She know n*gga not me
Rock CC's off Roxies
Ain't no Butler, but I was frontline with the heat
n*gga like me, I'll never leave it
Keep the stick like Maple Leafs
[Outro]
For real though
Southside, Southside sh*t
Long live all my n*ggas, R.I.P. all my n*ggas
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