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letra de not the type - philthy rich

[intro: 03 greedo]
i’m not the type
i’m not the type
i’m not the type
sum up the difference
i’m something too different
something too different
dave-o, make me a slap

[chorus: 03 greedo]
i’m not the type to just sit in the house
b-tch, i’m the type to go figure it out
i’m not the type to type tough sh-t on twitter
i push a b-tton, go get me a n-gg-
i’m something too different
just to sum up the difference
my og told me that i had to lose just to gain
sum up the difference
i’m something too different, to sum up the difference

[verse 1: 03 greedo]
ain’t the type to talk sh-t, let you talk back
b-tch, i’m the type to leave a n-gg- where the chalk at
i ain’t one to talk to the pigs, where my cell at?
n-gg-s never trapped interstate, where my jail at?
you ain’t in the trenches, where the mil’ at?
n-gg-, you ain’t scale that
n-gg-, you ain’t sell that
you just probably smelled that or hit that
tell these p-ssy n-gg-s get back
we don’t do the parties or the kick-backs
got beef, that’s a big snack
run up on me, leave a few stacks
i could drop ten, that’s a f-ckin’ feature
stomp a n-gg- out in the raf sneakers

[chorus: 03 greedo & philthy rich]
i’m not the type to just sit in the house
b-tch, i’m the type to go figure it out
i’m not the type to type tough sh-t on twitter
i push a b-tton, go get me a n-gg-
i’m something too different
just to sum up the difference
my og told me that i had to lose just to gain
sum up the difference (ayy, it’s philthy, n-gg-)
i’m something too different, to sum up the difference (uh-huh, look)

[verse 2: philthy rich]
n-gg-s’ll steal from you, tryna help you find it (suckers)
money on your head, the closest n-gg- lyin’ (12)
lil ant was two years old when he felt designer (swear to god)
b-tch p-ssy wore out, couldn’t feel the lining (b-tch)
my niece mad, ain’t no paintings of her in my house (is that right?)
me and her mama beefin’, we ain’t gon’ hash it out (uh-uh)
pressed up a thousand cd’s just to p-ss ’em out (oh, i remember)
n-gg-s ain’t want to buy ’em, now they cashin’ out (it’s philthy)
got my -ss whooped every week because i didn’t listen (i couldn’t listen)
kicked out of school, n-gg- couldn’t pay attention (i couldn’t pay attention)
the og’s always told me i was somethin’ different
now i’m worth a few mil’ to sum up the difference, it’s philthy

- philthy rich

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