Different Kind of High - Bodega Bamz, V Don, Emilio Rojas

Live from the Bodega, shh V’Don, yeah

This is a different kind of high

Nigga, what you want?

I can get it

This is a different kind of high

Nigga, what you want?

I can get it

This is a different kind of high, nigga, what you want?

I can supply it in the middle of the hood with a piece for violence

Me and minds never speak, we silent like up in the air

They say need for firing, my gun talk biz, never personnel

Dump him in the woods with that service, you can hear me now

Good sense of juvenile, see me now, I brung wins to the loser crowd

Tryna feel the wind in a Porsche '91, one with a booming sound

Old school but still a child of the ghetto, fan of G Dep but he gone

I bring it to ya chest like a pawn, don’t cry me a river

You up shit’s creek and I’m pissing in your pond

David ain’t dressing King Kong, young niggas living life so gone

Don’t ask about mainstream nigga, we on, we one

The number two don’t look familiar unless we number two on these niggas

Word, I look good, feel better, live free, die soon, maybe so

I ain’t checking, I ain’t messing around, just hear my records

I ain’t messing around, just hear my records, just put my message in a bottle

Drunk off revenge, I’m about to catch a red rum

Sometimes you gotta play like you dumb but I will do whatever for my son

And I will talk to anyone if the price right, being loyal don’t pay the light

I ain’t the waiting type, off the top, I don’t wait and type

I still got weight, type shook, I move light, picture me now

When no one’s in sight, gimme a beautiful death lord, I roll light

Roll up the hate, exhale love

I ain’t got a price and you ain’t got the lungs

Different kind of high I supply ya

Different kind of high I supply ya

Roll up the hate, exhale love

I ain’t got a price and you ain’t got the lungs

Different kind of high I supply ya

Different kind of high I supply ya

This a different kind of high, chanclas different kind of fly

I don’t talk slick, I’m a different kind of sly, my fam ready

We driven like Andretti, we hit with sniper precision

No twitching, the hand steady, death in the third world

Where dictators is killing kids, kingpins are laundering cash

‘Cause they filthy rich, I put it all in a bag, homie, it’s well concealed

Calfskin Louie and I use the rest of cow for veal

Tell me how it feel to walk behind a giant

I don’t carry my cross, I drag it ‘cause I’m defiant

And I can fucking bury you gods, I’m like Pontius Pilate

So blast for me, brrraaat, now stop the violence

We shop for violence, now we purchasing pain

And if it doesn’t hurt, this ain’t no personal gain

I done been through so much, I know my worth in the game

So go ahead and try to hurt me again and this a different kind of high

Yeah ‘cause Latins going Platinum was destined to come

Yeah ‘cause Latins going Platinum was destined to come