It’s Different

[Intro: Scru Face Jean]
Aw, man
Haha
Slime Shady, baby (TheHitBraniac)
I got a friend with me today, too
Check it out
Look

[Verse 1: Scru Face Jean]
I was born with a chip on my shoulder
So, if it's war, I'm at your door like I witnessed Jehovah
Tell them niggas that's only spittin', "It's over"
'Cause some you niggas be spittin' like you ain't ever had no bitches come over
While we kick it like Van Damme
Shawty, I see your tramp stamp
She pussy pop on a handstand while she tell me about Bandcamp
I fall in it like quicksand, fuck it, I'm still a hit man
That INF beam hitting like Ip Man when that shit land
Let's talk about it, all of that drama, I never walked around it
Catch 'em on the sidewalk, draw, then put the chalk around 'em
Fuck about 'em, don't know what the fuss is about
Everyone mumble raps when Lil Pump is shoved in they mouth
Okay, pause, roll me a doobie
Got Pop Smoke in the hooptie
Might bump that old Shady, then Futsal shuffle with Uzi
I'm sorry, that just what move me, I've actually grabbed the booty
I've asked some of these groupies, say you're drying up the coochie (Haha)
Aw shit, I know this year been a fuckin' bitch
But I just wanna thank y'all for the numbers that we fuckin' did
What up, Munfu, you on some lil' brother shit
Fuck with him, I'll pull that 9th wonder out the trunk and shit
What up, Tech, thanks for helping me make 'em upset
And all jokes aside, I'm riding till my last fuckin' breath
This year, I learned a lot of people ain't the fuckin' best (Yeah, yeah)
A lot of people laid to rest, I made it, let's just say I'm blessed

[Chorus: Scru Face Jean]
What's the difference between me and you? (Me and you?)
Do a lot of things that we wouldn't do (Wouldn't do)
Prolly take a path we wouldn't choose (Wouldn't choose)
You must swear to God that you bulletproof
Aye-yai-yai (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
What's the difference between me and you? (Me and you?)
Do a lot of things that we wouldn't do (Wouldn't do)
Prolly take a path we wouldn't choose (Wouldn't choose)
You must swear to God that you bulletproof
Aye-yai-yai (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)

[Verse 2: Denace]
I'm crazy as fuck, I throw a baby at a Mercedes truck
While it's racing, going 80 on the interstate, what?
Sharper than a razor blade when I lay in a cut
Shit, I had to force myself in this game, I'm raping this cunt
I've been waiting enough, you see this 8th in a cup?
That's not weed, that's ashes, and I'm blazing a blunt
I'm smoking anyone bringing smoke, vape, and a puff
And you keep hating on us, I'll leave you bathed in some blood
With your fuckin' brains hanging from your tangled-up guts
See, I love that you hate me, it always gave me a rush
It inspires me to write, whether you like it or not
Whether the storm, no matter the lightning strikes that are shot
You're wishing I'd stop, but I'm just fizzing to pop
The worst thing is indifference, so keep dissing, you twats
So, what's the difference between us? I'm a marketing genius
You're a fucking nobody that should have been a departed fetus

[Chorus: Scru Face Jean]
What's the difference between me and you? (Me and you?)
Do a lot of things that we wouldn't do (Wouldn't do)
Prolly take a path we wouldn't choose (Wouldn't choose)
You must swear to God that you bulletproof
Aye-yai-yai (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
What's the difference between me and you? (Me and you?)
Do a lot of things that we wouldn't do (Wouldn't do)
Prolly take a path we wouldn't choose (Wouldn't choose)
You must swear to God that you bulletproof
Aye-yai-yai (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)

[Verse 3: Spencer Sharp]
Ayo, stop the beat a minute, or not
But listen, fam, @spencersharp7, go follow my ass on Instagram
Sorry for the shameless butt plug, but I don't give a damn
But if you don't follow me, I'll follow you with scissors, and
Slit ya glands, kick ya hams, twist up your meniscus strands
Fist is slammed into ya L6, 'till the disk slips and jams
"Ayo, Spence, chill- what's up with all these vicious rants?"
'Cause this is Stan, diss me and you'll see this isn't fictitious, man (Bitch)
Plus I got an invoice for 60 grand
From my fucking rapist, for all the candy I'd taken from his minivan
So, what's the difference between us?
Well, my flow is tighter than fish in cans
I stick to my roots like Jimmy's band
You suck, like when William Clinton ran
Was born a star, so sharp, cut off a ninja's hand
Time for you silly bitches to really learn who's in command (Boring)
If a chick don't text me back in the mornin'
I'm assuming the slut whore be up all night in an orgy
So, I'm done with women, 2020, that's for tunnel vision
Funneling money in it like I'm filling a drug prescription
Enough of this shit, you got the fuckin' difference?
And if you talking shit, it's clippers coming quick to snip your tongue to rip it (Bitches, haha)

[Chorus: Scru Face Jean]
What's the difference between me and you? (Me and you?)
Do a lot of things that we wouldn't do (Wouldn't do)
Prolly take a path we wouldn't choose (Wouldn't choose)
You must swear to God that you bulletproof
Aye-yai-yai (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
What's the difference between me and you? (Me and you?)
Do a lot of things that we wouldn't do (Wouldn't do)
Prolly take a path we wouldn't choose (Wouldn't choose)
You must swear to God that you bulletproof
Aye-yai-yai (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)