Different World lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Different World lyrics Yeah, yo, I grew up in the projects of QBC I grew up in the lap of luxury where chickens love for me I used to watch ?Sesame Street? I used to watch the D s play in the street Plus I couldn t wait to squeeze my first heat I used to pray to God before I went to sleep every night Same time I was kissin them dice, hittin my number twice Holdin hammers with the heat out with nice Same time I was poppin cap guns on BMX bikes With grass stains on my jeans and scuffed up knights I was like, "Fuck school, I ain t goin to class" Easy money in the street, I was rolling with that Never good at math but I knew how to add up cash I used to win at the spelling bee s, my education was proper My family wanted me to be a lawyer, a doctor I was smooth talker, back in those days, I was a moon walker With a picture of my shorty inside of my school locker I never had shit, I always had it all We used to play with guns, we used to play ball I used to pump crack, in school I paid attention I was a hard head, I used to always listen We turned bitches out, I used to love them hoes We wore hand me downs, I always had new clothes I used to stay bent, I couldn t hold my liquor It?s kind of bugged out, two different stories in one picture Yo, the first year of high school my parents noticed me slippin Smokin cigarettes, skippin class, catchin detention Every night all I heard was freeze, niggaz gettin bagged by the D s And some pissed, ?I got a disease? Fourteen and watchin me on teeny raps on forty inch screens I learned how to tilt my hat, sag my jeans Wanted a [Incomprehensible] piece, thought that d be fresh Me and my brother used to yank those shits Straight off people s necks Summertime, River Park [Incomprehensible] at 1 2 fifth Stickin kids with my identical twin If I could go back in time, I would take you with me Show you what it?s like to live a lifestyle so risky I put in work in rhymes and beats While you was puttin work in the streets It s bugged out, whoever would have thought that we d meet But it?s this rap shit that made this whole package complete They put us in the studio and put these raps to this beat I never had shit, I always had it all We used to play with guns, we used to play ball I used to pump crack, in school I paid attention I was a hard head, I used to always listen We turned bitches out, I used to love them hoes We wore hand me downs, I always had new clothes I used to stay bent, I couldn t hold my liquor It?s kind of bugged out, two different stories in one picture I m West Coast, I ma rap it forever But I had to move to the East to get all of my respect and my cheddar To tell the truth, the only thing I really left is the weather All of my friends the same, we always kept it together Picture this, shook one, drop the Mobb on top Now I?m rollin state to state with shows nonstop Seen the money Hav and P was gettin off the top All for hip hop, I wasn t goin back to the block My man Muggs introduced me to you Nitty and G.O.D Brought me to the studio to play music for Hav and P You can t forget my dunns Noyd and Gotti I was a nobody, they showed me love, told me they got me Remember the first time I hit the bong, I was doin it wrong Took us some months till my high was gone They we showed you how to roll up dutches, then it was on Now we rollin all across the county with hit songs I never had shit, I always had it all We used to play with guns, we used to play ball I used to pump crack, in school I paid attention I was a hard head, I used to always listen We turned bitches out, I used to love them hoes We wore hand me downs, I always had new clothes I used to stay bent, I couldn t hold my liquor It?s kind of bugged out, two different stories in one picture song lyrics