Am I Different Pt. 1

[Verse One]:
She talkin' to me like, "My man ain't shit
My man ain't shit. I know he prolly got like 7 or 8 chicks."
I keep starin' at her real eyes and fake tits
As she puttin' back on her bra and says, "I'll call you tomorr Sha."
And this is where shit end
Cause I'm thinkin', "Am I better than him?"
And she right here
I say, "Come over" and she be like "yeah"
And he threaten her but we not scared
She said I'm different
Maybe cause I touch her like I love her
But when she's leavin' I hug her like a brother
My home girl complains about not havin' a dude
While a homeless man is drained from not having no food
And how can I help?
Runnin' up in shawty
Or givin' this bum money so he runs and gets a forty
Yeah I speak about people bein' ignorant but
I'm part of the problem cause I won't make a different right?

[Chorus]:
He claims that he's the best that ever did it
And he spits about how he be spittin'
Tell me, am I different? (I don't know)
He raps about the bitches and the hoes and the way he be pimpin'
Damn, am I different?
He always callin' niggas "niggas"
And he talks about his riches and his digits
Dawg, am I different?
Or are they just like me?
I want people to just like me
Damn, am I different?

[Verse Two]:
Check this out, look
It's so painful cause I'm seein' the news
Some kid shot at a club he was beefin' with dudes
But he wasn't really beefin' he got caught in between it
I know
I've been in some shit in the party scene
My girl was at the bar
And some drunk cat was in her ear goin' hard
And I don't try to start
So I comes over laughin' like, "I know she's hot
And it looks like she's alone but you know she's not."
And he was real cool but his man wouldn't stop talkin' shit like "Fuck that nigga."
Fuck that nigga?
We goin' back and forth, talkin' real loud
You was lookin' for a nigga, well a nigga here now
Push, shove, death threats, ain't nobody die
But Lord knows both crews would've tried
Huh, all for what?
Me tryin' to defendin' my girl?
Cats wanna try end my world
Damn, am I different?

[Chorus]:
He claims that he's the best that ever did it
And he spits about how he be spittin'
Tell me, am I different? (I don't know)
He raps about the bitches and the hoes and the way he be pimpin'
Damn, am I different?
He always callin' niggas "niggas"
And he talks about his riches and his digits
Dawg, am I different?
Or are they just like me?
I want people to just like me
Damn, am I different?

[Verse Three]:
Than the dude requestin' dollars on the train?
Than the girl on the pole gettin' paid?
Or the dude playin' D in the game?
Or the kid movin' D in the game?
Or the fool with the mic on the stage?
That's me, I'm in an interview like, "I'm not like the rest."
They ask, "Well what's your style and do you think you the best?"
"No, I mean yes, I mean, I'm kinda different
I mean, I'm not the same"
"Oh you changin' the game right?"
"Nah, I think the game is perfect."
I don't got a dance move, I don't got a car with curtains
I do have bitches and I did move purple
Like Barney and Grimace, from the start to the finish
They want us to be hard so they put us on Driven
I just want to see another Thanksgiving
But when you die, look high in the sky there's a ribbon
Y'all lookin' for livin' proof I'd rather see Proof livin'

Rest in peace man
Some food for thought right? We all go through it