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letra de different day - nle choppa

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[intro]
nle, top shotta, got the bomb like al-qaeda
ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, wo-o-woah-woah, oh, oh (top shotta)
i been goin’ since y’all (ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, woah-oah)
i been goin’ since y’all
ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, wo-o-woah-woah, oh, oh

[verse 1]
ayy, i wrote a love letter to a b-tch
tore it, then i ripped it up
been a long time lookin’ for love, but i’m givin’ up
if i ain’t hard on a b-tch that means that i don’t give a f-ck
emotionally scarred by my past, i think i’m outta love
i need love, so she hit me different when b-tches start trippin’
all these drugs in my body, tryna cope, this pain i’m feelin’
see, these slugs in my mouth when i smile, but i feel empty
and for the love, for my child i ain’t blow the brain out my fitted
i don’t want the hoes and dime-a-dozen
just want one b-tch for me
how you go from ridin’ like you love it?
now you sayin, “f-ck me”
we be scared to open up to each other, so we have troubles
two different worlds, you a queen, but i’m comin’ straight out the gutter
back in the days, i was plottin’ a bag, you would have to have it
i changed my ways, i was thuggin’ and ratchet like a savage
when i’m smashin’, you be scratchin’ my back and you wet the mattress
now you changin’, what’s the tactic?
i’m askin’ you, “where we stand?”
[chorus]
big drac’, seventy-five when it spray
big rank, we gon’ boost the murder rate
weed stank, i blow this b-tch to the face
sh-t same, but it’s just a different day
excuse me for the sh-t i do but i’m just lost at heart
you see a n-gga tryna love you but you make it hard
you left me in the dark, departed, ripped my soul apart
so when i need, someone to talk to, who i’m gonna call

[verse 2]
send a diss, we k!llin’ back
f-ck that b-tch, he been a rat
the opp for that, b-tch stated facts
free bg, we want him back
rap n-gga but i’m posted in the trap
with the set like i’m a dope boy
f-ck a h-llcat, f-ck a scat pack
put it up, i want a rolls royce
tryna get this trap jumpin’
n-gga play with the dope, i’m a run ’em up
n-ggas thinkin’ i’m a no-show
but i blow, i’m ’bout to show ’em off
judgin’ me up in the comments
swear to god, they don’t even know us
ever see a n-gga comin’ for me in the sky, he gon’ go up
never wrong for what i say, i react, on how i be treated
how i’m wrong i told you, “stay,” but somehow you ended up leavin’
the bad person in the picture, the image that gon’ deceive me
i’m lost, i ain’t got n0body, i think i need it
[chorus]
big drac’, seventy-five when it spray
big rank, we gon’ boost the murder rate
weed stank, i blow this b-tch to the face
sh-t same, but it’s just a different day
excuse me for the sh-t i do but i’m just lost at heart
you see a n-gga tryna love you but you make it hard
you left me in the dark, departed, ripped my soul apart
so when i need, someone to talk to, who i’m gonna call
big drac’, seventy-five when it spray
big rank, we gon’ boost the murder rate
weed stank, i blow this b-tch to the face
sh-t same, but it’s just a different day

[outro]
like i’m emotionally scarred, for real
what you need it for?
yeah, i need it though
it’s cool

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