DJ Drama – Raised Different (Official Lyric Video) ft. Nipsey Hussle, Jeezy, Blxst Lyrics
Yeah
Take me right there
Yeah
Legendary
That’s right, what?
A dedication
The Marathon continues
DJ Drama
Count this dough up
Call my name, I’m gon’ show up, yeah
Park to pour up
Quarter pint in my soda
Now picture me rollin’
My V12, it’s twin turbo
Fuck with that Gallardo, but the ‘rari I prefer though
Y’all, word verbal
We candle your curb up
Police can’t control us, they just react to these murders
Take y’all niggas off
Be back in the morning
Last time was a walk up, now we poppin’ out the foreign
I’m sticking to the script, y’all got too many stories
Talk just like a bitch, we got too many Maurys
Loose lips is sinking ships, break a levee like New Orleans
Always move in silence, except when I’m recording
Yeah, we was raised different
It was no excuses for your age difference
I stick to the script, there’s not a page missing
But there’s no love in these streets, it’s just some pain in it
But I was made in it
Yeah, we was raised different
You can’t see the trap when you still caged in it
I stick to the script, there’s not a page missing
But there’s no love in these streets, it’s just some pain in it
But I was made in it
They buried Take Off today
Let me pay my respect
Plus it’s Dolph’s anniversary
You just don’t be next
And Young Kyrie, them folks done fucked up with his check
Or go out like Ye, lose it all by respect
Now how you want to play it?
‘Cause it’s all in the game
You muhfuckas saw what happened to light skin Jeremaine
You nobody till somebody kills you, nigga
Then it ain’t no guarantee that they gon’ feel you, nigga
Mix the sour with the trauma, it’s gon’ heal you, nigga
Don’t get caught up in the hate, ‘cause it’ll kill you, nigga
See I woke up this morning, rain coming down
Twenty thousand square feet, nigga, and not a sound
Can’t tell you muthafuckas what a lease look like
But I can tell you muthafuckas what this peace look like
And I came from the block with them Chevys and AKs
To show you how to break a half thing down in eight ways
That’s eight women, baby, eight times, my nigga
Look, death around the corner, you wastin’ time, my nigga
Hustlas and mercenaries
Them corners is legendary
Birdies, ain’t talkin’ Larry
Them prices, them bitches vary
White, ain’t talkin’ dairy
Mariah, ain’t talkin’ Carey
My co-defendant making me nervous, he talkin’ scary
We was raised different, nigga, it was hard to do this song
Sippin Nard, reminisce about Nip, my nigga gone
Yeah, we was raised different
It was no excuses for yo age difference
I stick to the script, there’s not a page missing
But there’s not love in these streets, it’s just some pain in it
But I was made in it
Yeah, we was raised different
You can’t see the trap when you still caged in it
I stick to the script, there’s not a page missing
But there’s no love in these streets, it’s just some pain in it
But I was made in it
Nigga can’t tell me a thang about a muthafuckin thing, nigga
We was raised different
Nip, Blxst, Jeezy, Dram
Just raised different
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