"Different Typa Hunger" lyrics
"Different Typa Hunger"
(2 Step)
This lifestyle, it get grimy, don't think this shit is a game
Any day could be your last, bro, just stay in your lane
It's niggas really out here drillin', doin' it for a name
Ooh, you a cold nigga, huh? 'Til you get hit with this flame
This lifestyle, it get grimy, don't think this shit is a game
Any day could be your last, bro, just stay in your lane
It's niggas really out here drillin', doin' it for a name
Ooh, you a cold nigga, huh? 'Til you get hit with this flame
You can't walk inside my shoes and feel the pain that I felt
Had to hustle for every penny, that's the cards I was dealt
I ain't here to sugarcoat it, bro, I swear it get hard
I seen a lot of cold shit, it left a young nigga scarred
I need a million-dollar deal for all my boys in the yard
I ain't forget about y'all, free all my dogs behind bars
I do this shit for all my peoples, they like, "Boy, you a star"
I got the city on my back, you know I can't let 'em down
I do this shit for the 6, bro, I'm the face of the town
I was broke, I needed help and they wasn't around
Now they hittin' my phone like, "Bro, you makin' a sound"
And now the groupies on me too, they heard I'm makin' it out
Don't give a fuck if she a ten, I'm from the streets, she gotta pay me
Hate the struggle with a passion, but I swear that it made me
Diary from the trenches, here to say it get shady
I could've died a couple times, I swear this street shit crazy
Got a couple choppers with me, lookin' just like the Navy
And I keep 'em real close, thinkin' you finna play me
Run up on me, do it right, better do that shit safely
'Cause I got plenty ammo, nigga, I could hit you with eighty
This lifestyle, it get grimy, don't think this shit is a game
Any day could be your last, bro, just stay in your lane
It's niggas really out here drillin', doin' it for a name
Ooh, you a cold nigga, huh? 'Til you get hit with this flame
This lifestyle, it get grimy, don't think this shit is a game
Any day could be your last, bro, just stay in your lane
It's niggas really out here drillin', doin' it for a name
Ooh, you a cold nigga, huh? 'Til you get hit with this flame
This street shit all a joke until your ass get killed
I told my mama, "Don't worry, you know I'm clutchin' my steel"
Ever since my dad passed, real love hard to feel
I gotta keep it on me close when I'm out in the field
'Cause I know niggas wanna get me, bro, this hate shit be real
I could really have it all and still won't be healed
I'm only sixteen, nigga, swear I been through the worst
Traumatized from these streets, run up on me, I burst
Lost my niggas, dropped a body every time I felt hurt
You learned ABCs, I learned how to shoot first
It's a different type of hunger gettin' it from the dirt
Gettin' it from the dirt
This lifestyle, it get grimy, don't think this shit is a game
Any day could be your last, bro, just stay in your lane
It's niggas really out here drillin', doin' it for a name
Ooh, you a cold nigga, huh? 'Til you get hit with this flame
This lifestyle, it get grimy, don't think this shit is a game
Any day could be your last, bro, just stay in your lane
It's niggas really out here drillin', doin' it for a name
Ooh, you a cold nigga, huh? 'Til you get hit with this flame
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album:
"Ghetto Journal" (2022)
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