Different Dude - SL

Ye look

I tell the young boys pace

It’s a marathon but everybody wanna race

I ain’t gotta lie, I’d rather tell a man straight

Yeah he can afford, but a penny maintain

His dome got cut left him in a bad way

If he acts up, he can get the same fate

I lost the blues by Franklin Way

Step Shakeaway n' I grab me a Dave

Thought you was real til' you state man for change

How can I ever see a man the same way

Been through alot, I think I need my own place

Pissed off mum, saying fix up your face

Like yo my don, where ya from

Cah you can’t be too sure

Bro bro put so much maj in that pot

I said bro bro that ain’t coke no more

Roll me a plain or get outta my face, bitch

I ain’t got nothin' for you

Step in the place, or get out my way

For' I put my suttin' to use

She up and down like there’s nothin' to do

Bro in the trap, he gonna some in a spoon

Pussy aside, tell her to hide

Cah I’ll have it fluttering soon

Got me a kiss for the wetters of food

Pissed, I couldn’t cover the proof

Bro living life with the killers and screws

If I get caught I’ll be living it too

Why you make different tunes

I ain’t like them, I’m a different dude

Would 46, say it to the block

Or 157's a similar route

Largest stogies

Blow smoke for the niggas that claim they ain’t with man

I don’t pick no bogies

Unless a big green nug is coming straight out the bin bag

I heard they sayin' a lot

I’m nearing the top

Make dough, while I sit back

She said, she do what I want (Hmmm)

She’s gonna have to convince man

Phone up the plug, link man

Vacuum sealed that’s a gift wrap

I got in touch with the big back

I mean a serious big back

Me against her that’s a mismatch

But I ain’t fair, so I hit that

Throw it away, pigs that

Fuckin' her face, impact

Lately, I’ve been dealing with a new hoe

Had me shaky on my legs like Manute Bol

8 hours deep in the studio

Look, I used to go where the goons go

Got a sexy senorita with a curved edge

Real big back, I think she my best work yet

Skip a chit chat, he a opp bro hurt them

Bro beat shots and my other nigga burst them

Roll me a plain or get outta my face, bitch

I ain’t got nothin' for you

Step in the place, or get out my way

For' I put my suttin to use

She up and down like there’s nothin' to do

Bro in the trap, he gonna some in a spoon

Pussy inside, tell her to hide

Cah I’ll have it fluttering soon

Got me a kiss for the wetters of food

Pissed, I couldn’t cover the proof

Bro living life with the killers and screws

If I get caught I’ll be living it too

Why you make different tunes

I ain’t like them, I’m a different dude

Would 46, say it to the block

Or 157's a similar route