Different Worlds

Different Worlds （同的世界）-King Lil G

Lyrics by ：King Lil G

Composed by ：NoDJ

Get cash get cash and then go smoke

Get cash get cash and then go smoke

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

47everything

Young Drummer Boy in this muthaf**ka

Smoke smoke smoke smoke

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

It's been 2days

And b***h I'm still high still high

They try to hate

But b***h I still shine still shine

I almost panic

Had a tooly on me

Now police are trippin'

And they pull me over

Got some money on me

Got some bullets homie

Got some homies

That's catching them cases for me ya

Kept it G and never told on me

What you mean the homies rolled on me

That they snitching on me

That they turned informants

Man I plead the fifth

I got my lawyer coming

B***h I'm from Pomona

Where the hood die young young

Where the hood die young

Oh get the way of my soldier bones

With some real nice guns crak

Gone off that liquor hey

Whole squad full of killers

If you don't f**k with him

You don't f**k with me

And why you trying to hang with us yo

All I want is that money ah

The b***h I'm f**king she love me ah

If you ain't bout that paper chase

Then you ain't really bout nothing hey

I been living in a different world uhh

I seen some s**t you ain't never seen uhh

Murder cases for the little homies uhh

I hope that future ain't a one for me

Get cash get cash

And then go smoke

I be on another level

Get cash get cash

And then go smoke

She was smoking with the devil

Get cash get cash

And then go smoke

Can't imagine how I felt

Get cash get cash

And then go smoke

I do this s**t all by myself

Get cash get cash

And then go smoke

They got the hood under investigation under investigation

Swerve swerve

They talking bout gang allegations

B***h b***h b***h swerve swerve

Who the f**k lied to you homie

Don't get it twisted

I'm kind to you homie

You the type

That'll lie to the homies

You ain't the type

That'll ride for the homies uh

I'm not adjusted to this generation

I'm still waiting for all of the stars to align

Too many mumble rappers

I'm a humble rapper

With a seat that's about to recline

What did you put in my cup cup

I been going through some issues with trust

I don't really wanna talk about it

But who the f**k voted for Trump

You was distracted by strippers ones

You was distracted by killers guns

You was distracted with all of the things

That we going

We buy all the ones we love we love

F**k it then

F**k it then

Go and pass me that gold bottle that gold bottle

Yeah

God knows I can't be your role model

I been living in a different world uhh

I seen some s**t you ain't never seen uhh

Murder cases for the little homies uhh

I hope that future ain't a one for me

Get cash get cash

And then go smoke

I be on another level

Get cash get cash

And then go smoke

She was smoking with the devil

Get cash get cash

And then go smoke

Can't imagine how I felt

Get cash get cash

And then go smoke

I do this s**t all by myself

Get cash get cash

And then go smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke smoke