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letra de not the type (remix) - 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
to 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 these raf sneakers

[verse 2: mozzy]
yeah, man of honor, i look out for homie’s mama (yeah)
i get the job done if it’s codeine givin’ ’em problems
my sister baby daddy controllin’ her with the powder
got her shoppin’ in zara when baby belong in prada (for real)
the check is mandatory, lil’ whoadie be ’bout a comma (uh)
shout out cinderella, go brazy in the ramada (yeah)
i had it hard, internally, n-gg- scarred
my gangland need me to fell the fellow in charge
we on our way to this war, please don’t hop in the car
bazooky in the jar, the foreign seats is velour
double jointed the doors, i put points on the board
makin’ threats on the ‘net, when you suckers gon’ score?

[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
to 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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