Different – D-block Europe – letras

All this water on my wrist, I can go fishing (Yeah)If you really wish me well, then why you distant? (Hmm)Baby, I just popped a pill, I’m off prescription (Yeah)Can you listen? I’m tryna make you see it all differentNever thought that I would be in this positionSo tell me broski, what’s the proposition-postion (Yeah)Tell my shooter he gotta play his positionShoot that shit with tactical precision, precisionYeah, tryna eat that pussy in a limousineTold the jakes in town that they cannot get rid of meLife gave me lemons, I made lemonade, it’s bittersweetHad to get it from the scousers, had to go to LeedsOnly birds that you see is when you write a tweetAnd my bando hot, jumpin’ like a trampolineA woman’s intuition, suttin’ you can never beatShe keep tellin’ me I cheated ’cause she had a dreamYeah, heart broke, heart break, yeah, my heart is sufferingHow the fuck I’m payin’ for the sins, that all my mother didPayin’ for the sins and all the badness that my brother didGotta pull the plug on this (Yeah) , gotta pull the plug on this (Yeah)Said I love my baby mother and I love my kid (Yeah)But every time she hit me, she be on some other shit (Yeah)Cah I’m payin’ for the sins that all her mother didAnd I’m payin’ for the sins that all her father didAll this water on my wrist, I can go fishing (Yeah)If you really wish me well, then why you distant? (Hmm)Baby, I just popped a pill, I’m off prescription (Yeah)Can you listen? I’m tryna make you see it all differentNever thought that I would be in this positionSo tell me broski, what’s the proposition-postion (Yeah)Tell my shooter he gotta play his positionShoot that shit with tactical precision, precisionWhen you look like thisThey gon’ treat you like you richSo I’m gon’ stay with my stickAnd I seen hundreds of bricksAnd free all the niggas I miss (Free ’em)Girl, we ain’t worried ’bout shitAll this money coming in, I throw awayI pop a perc, I lose my mind, I go insane (Skeet, skeet)All these drugs up on my mind, I lose my brainBaby girl, I know you’re right, baby girl, it’s okAnd I’m still tryna figure out the problems that you dealin’ withI’m still tryna figure out those niggas that you keepin’ withSee, I saved my love for a real one (Real one)If a nigga touch my chain, I’ma kill some (Kill some)Baby, if you keep suckin’ then I will cum (Will cum)Girl, I could never lie, you the real oneAll this water on my wrist, I can go fishing (Yeah)If you really wish me well, then why you distant? (Hmm)Baby, I just popped a pill, I’m off prescription (Yeah)Can you listen? I’m tryna make you see it all differentNever thought that I would be in this positionSo tell me broski, what’s the proposition-postion (Yeah)Tell my shooter he gotta play his positionShoot that shit with tactical precision, precision

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