Built Different (Freestyle) Lyrics

I wanna drive the whip that keeps em staring in

It's 2022 and clout is the new heroine

Embarrassing, this industry's full of these imposters

And I will (Will smith) slap your face but this ain't the oscars

My level up is infinite

We're not the same, I'm different

You took your shot & hit the rim

And you rebound but missed again

Yo put the ball down

You won't hit a bucket

And you let your team hang

Like dj khaled's stomach

You're unknown, if you die they ain't gon' notice nothing

But when I die they gon' cry, like I'm eddie mudson

There's some stranger things in my dm's that's worth discussion

Like your wife messaging me to be her husband

She's bugging, but she's falls in to lust

She's like my ps5, I turn her on with a touch

Yuh, yuh, recognize a young king

Those who judge what i've done ain't ever a done a thing, woah

You talk to much, but do so little

You act complex, but think to simple

Don't act fixed when your spirits crippled

Sit with that for a second haha

I dropped the song grateful, because i'm hella grateful

We're all eating over here that's why i got a plate full

Adversity is just a lesson, that is tryna shape you

Spirit in the mist the darkness is what's gunna

Save you

I "made you look", this isn't nas i got you tripping I stay running towards my goal, i don't Mind the distance

I'm independent and winning, mail box money i'm getting

I get the cash then disappear bitch i'm the dark magician

That's a yu-gi-oh reference

I am rich now, i don't ever eat no bullshit for breakfast

I want steak and some eggs

Morning sex got her shaking her legs

You a bitch , that makes your girlfriend a les

Bitch you know I'm the best

You wouldn't say it, but it's okay

You hating on me doesn't effect me, i'm so paid

Those who talk about me

Would kill just to be around me

That's the funny thing about this rap shit

Y'all are so lame, look

My following counts low because i dont fuck with you

You're a bitter hater, that's fine let's see what it does for you

This game is full a young thugs clones, god there's a bunch of you

Packaged labeled bullshit ass artist, what's music coming to

Yo shit is funny, you ain't getting money

You rent all your cars, all your fans are dummy's

Somethings gotta give you are not a star

You just post pics with them to look bigger then you are

Seeing thru you isn't really hard

I ain't feeling y'all, yeah that's something I don't usually do

I swim in my yard, don't do no community pools

Who woulda knew i woulda end up with the baddest broads

I got her so wet, our bed look like niagra falls

Yo i'm my own team

I'm controlling

If i sold my masters i'd OD

Labels can't own me

Y'all are trolling

Tryna sign me to a deal

Every 100K you pay me

You walk away with mill

Hell nah that ain't gunna work