Different League Lyrics

Oh, yeah

Mal what you doing

Groupie Ho, she wanna fuck me for a wrist band

Know some niggas always slidin', so be safe off in these streets

Don't care if I was a Bosh, I can never trade my heat

Forces on my feet, like can you walk a mile in these

Told me to be humble, nigga, but I'm in a different league

Banana clip, this shit look like a fruit stand

I drank too much lean, I need a kickstand

Groupie hoe, she wanna fuck me for a wrist band

Can't fuck with you niggas, this shit feel like I'm in the Klan

I'm steppin' forever like a frat house

I ain't never fuck with rats, don't fuck with Mickey Mouse

All I know is stuff this shit inside the couch

Make decisions with precision, makin' plays at my mama's house

Like, what you mean? he copped a ounce

This shit is gettin' real, it's gettin' harder to breathe

Light up a port', I smoke a cig to put my mind at ease

Unhealthy, like, how the fuck am I selfish

I'm just tryna be wealthy, by any means, to take care of my family

Trust kinda fucked up

Like, what the fuck you would pretend

When you know you wasn't in love

I guess it was what it was

I just look up to the man in the sky up above

I just pray he show me love

Know some niggas always slidin', so be safe off in these streets

Don't care if I was a Bosh, I can never trade my heat

Forces on my feet, like can you walk a mile in these

Told me to be humble, nigga, but I'm in a different league

Banana clip, this shit look like a fruit stand

I drank too much lean, I need a kickstand

Groupie hoe, she wanna fuck me for a wrist band

Can't fuck with you niggas, this shit feel like I'm in the Klan

Cut my dreads off, it's feelin' like I caught a body

Takin' all these drugs, it got me feelin' out of body

You know I love you, but you got me actin' out of pocket

What's in my pocket

Couple bands, and probably good exotic

If I love you, I got love for you forever

I'm from the bricks, it taught me how to move clever

He with his shits, he ridin' with a Mac 11

Say if he try him, he gon' send his ass to heaven

This za for real, these bags here hittin' Mike Tyson boxing

I know some niggas get them bitches through the Postal Office

I know some bitches who will fuck you for some Waffle House

I know some niggas like they granny, but they bring switches out

Know some niggas always slidin', so be safe off in these streets

Don't care if I was a Bosh, I can never trade my heat

Forces on my feet, like can you walk a mile in these

Told me to be humble, nigga, but I'm in a different league

Banana clip, this shit look like a fruit stand

I drank too much lean, I need a kickstand

Groupie hoe, she wanna fuck me for a wrist band

Can't fuck with you niggas, this shit feel like I'm in the Klan