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- King Lil G Different Worlds 歌词
- King Lil G
- Different Worlds （同的世界）-King Lil G
Lyrics by ：King Lil G
Composed by ：NoDJ
Get cash get cash and then go smoke
Get cash get cash and then go smoke
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
47everything
Young Drummer Boy in this muthaf**ka
Smoke smoke smoke smoke
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
It's been 2days
And b***h I'm still high still high
They try to hate
But b***h I still shine still shine
I almost panic
Had a tooly on me
Now police are trippin'
And they pull me over
Got some money on me
Got some bullets homie
Got some homies
That's catching them cases for me ya
Kept it G and never told on me
What you mean the homies rolled on me
That they snitching on me
That they turned informants
Man I plead the fifth
I got my lawyer coming
B***h I'm from Pomona
Where the hood die young young
Where the hood die young
Oh get the way of my soldier bones
With some real nice guns crak
Gone off that liquor hey
Whole squad full of killers
If you don't f**k with him
You don't f**k with me
And why you trying to hang with us yo
All I want is that money ah
The b***h I'm f**king she love me ah
If you ain't bout that paper chase
Then you ain't really bout nothing hey
I been living in a different world uhh
I seen some s**t you ain't never seen uhh
Murder cases for the little homies uhh
I hope that future ain't a one for me
Get cash get cash
And then go smoke
I be on another level
Get cash get cash
And then go smoke
She was smoking with the devil
Get cash get cash
And then go smoke
Can't imagine how I felt
Get cash get cash
And then go smoke
I do this s**t all by myself
Get cash get cash
And then go smoke
They got the hood under investigation under investigation
Swerve swerve
They talking bout gang allegations
B***h b***h b***h swerve swerve
Who the f**k lied to you homie
Don't get it twisted
I'm kind to you homie
You the type
That'll lie to the homies
You ain't the type
That'll ride for the homies uh
I'm not adjusted to this generation
I'm still waiting for all of the stars to align
Too many mumble rappers
I'm a humble rapper
With a seat that's about to recline
What did you put in my cup cup
I been going through some issues with trust
I don't really wanna talk about it
But who the f**k voted for Trump
You was distracted by strippers ones
You was distracted by killers guns
You was distracted with all of the things
That we going
We buy all the ones we love we love
F**k it then
F**k it then
Go and pass me that gold bottle that gold bottle
Yeah
God knows I can't be your role model
I been living in a different world uhh
I seen some s**t you ain't never seen uhh
Murder cases for the little homies uhh
I hope that future ain't a one for me
Get cash get cash
And then go smoke
I be on another level
Get cash get cash
And then go smoke
She was smoking with the devil
Get cash get cash
And then go smoke
Can't imagine how I felt
Get cash get cash
And then go smoke
I do this s**t all by myself
Get cash get cash
And then go smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke
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