Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Different People, artist - The Game. Date of issue: 15.05.2012
Song language: English
Different People |
| We are different people |
| Born alone I’ma die alone nigga, a renegade |
| We are different people, we are |
| We are different people, we are |
| We are different people, check |
| … different aspirations, preach, different aspirations |
| Different aspirations, |
| Mama was a hustler, daddy was a dead beat |
| Chance of me out the hood was rarer than some red meat |
| Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep |
| I believe in god but deep inside resides the beast in me Nightmares of being broke, never seem to be a joke |
| Sliding with that 44, and my life’s been revoke |
| Blind, erase the real g, paid and I’m still me Real love the real, I don’t respect them niggas in between |
| I’m like achilles from the troy movie, that do some damage like a full uzi |
| I am nothing like you other dudes |
| Same come and goes but we got different views |
| Snitching under pressure that’s a never do Took the lawyer niggas with me as I’m making moves |
| Talking tough one with to that killer with you in the booth |
| I’m prepared to die, question is, are you? |
| We are different people, we are |
| We are different people, we are |
| We are different people, check |
| … different aspirations, preach, different aspirations, preach |
| Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations |
| They I’ll will, I’m prepared to die, |
| I got the blueprint of how to talk that 45 |
| Surprise, realize I can’t be fucked with a no scale |
| Not the hoes, not the money, the swag |
| Now my g code, I’ma spray and reload |
| Hit your toe with a tag, |
| Niggas hood with it, your ace was good with it He got that ace, I got the spades |
| Getaway car, we ready for the way, |
| Or whatever |
| I can’t be stopped, no… I’m the next sun |
| Half of million dollars up and get some |
| Burn on my waist I’m hollow shelling, come get some |
| I flip, you ain’t murder around, |
| Yeah,… nigga with the blood clot, don’t get blood shot |
| Murder ain’t shit for me, I love taking mug shots |
| Love taking bitches from paris down to jamaica |
| Love sitting on the flow of rihanna watching the lakers |
| I’m a bad boy ain’t seen puff in years though |
| But I keep some b.I.g. |
| off in my ear lobes, hood |
| We are different people, we are |
| We are different people, we are |
| We are different people, check |
| … different aspirations, preach, different aspirations, preach |
| Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations |
| Mama was a hustler, daddy was a dead beat |
| Chance of me out the hood was rarer than some red meat |
| Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep |
| Now I lay me down to sleep, now I lay me down to sleep |
| Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep |