Different League

I sold bits, I sold raw Press a brick, never fraud Hit and miss, bet I score Why he mad? He ain't sure I sold bits, I sold raw I sold hits, sold out tours Press a brick, never fraud Said I'll quit, just sold some more Hit and miss, bet I score F*ck your bitch when I want Why he mad? He ain't sure Different league, different dough I sold bits, I sold raw I sold hits, sold out tours Press a brick, never fraud Said I'll quit, just sold some more Hit and miss, bet I score F*ck your bitch when I want Why he mad? He ain't sure Different league, different dough I'm from the hood, now I live in a mansion These niggas are mad, I'm countin' these bags while I sit in a Phantom Word to my jewellers, I spent quarter mill' on my wrist and medallion They said I'm ugly and now I get money she thinks that I'm handsome Touched down Dubai with the gang and we had a fun night Went straight to the Louis V shop, from there we went Club White Remember them days on the estate when we had to fight over nitties Now it's tour dates and all these bitches ask me to sign on their titties Won't see me in a club with no shank, fam I always bring my strally Before I went jail I was sellin' Stardawg and bricks of Ammy When I had no packs I had to take a trip to Cali I ain't even bring no suitcase, I just brought a list of addys They ain't trappin' like me, we ain't got the same quotes If you ain't tryna buy a yacht next year, we ain't in the same boat Niggas know I'm the plug, got bottom shelf and expensive weed And I got mids, got bandos and dispensaries I sold bits, I sold raw I sold hits, sold out tours Press a brick, never fraud Said I'll quit, just sold some more Hit and miss, bet I score F*ck your bitch when I want Why he mad? He ain't sure Different league, different dough I sold bits, I sold raw I sold hits, sold out tours Press a brick, never fraud Said I'll quit, just sold some more Hit and miss, bet I score F*ck your bitch when I want Why he mad? He ain't sure Different league, different dough Uh, I just left mummy's house The runners down on my feet, two and a Q Respect from my niggas up in the trap If it weren't for rap I'd be in there too The feds they hate me They know I done some shavings bait, but left no clue Brought a huntin' knife to war Cah the three-eight never had no shoes Told me she's leavin', why? 'Cause I'm a rapper wastin' her time She hates when I'm up in DXB 'Cause she knows what I do in Dubai I end up givin' them dick I step in the club and never say, "Hi" Then end up bussin' my nut And book her a cab, I never said, "Bye" Course I got money, you can tell by the rip in my jeans I'm at an awards show with my niggas daydreamin' 'bout hittin' the fiends I ride out sober, me and big homie pull up on the opps, drinkin' their lean On road he was the baddest, went to jail now he on his deen My niggas, they tell me to chill Sayin' I spend too much on jackets When it's time for guns I buy them, I think I spend too much on mashes I buy waps but I'm into fashion, rather the Culli' than the Phantom I got a couple hoes from Glasgow They just wanna f*ck on me and the mandem I sold bits, I sold raw I sold hits, sold out tours Press a brick, never fraud Said I'll quit, just sold some more Hit and miss, bet I score F*ck your bitch when I want Why he mad? He ain't sure Different league, different dough I sold bits, I sold raw I sold hits, sold out tours Press a brick, never fraud Said I'll quit, just sold some more Hit and miss, bet I score F*ck your bitch when I want Why he mad? He ain't sure Different league, different dough