Giggs Differences Lyrics, Differences Lyrics by Giggs (feat. Rowdy Rebel)

N****, the difference is
You still in our world, in our businesses
Poppy front me the work but I finished
I doubled it twice then tripled it
Yeah, I got rid of it

I ain’t considerate
But you know I’m far from illiterate
I know all of this money bring bitches in
And fancy cars, and fancy hoes
Now my jewellery bussin’
Got a bad-ass bitch that’s Russian
Got a million dollar shooter, can’t touch him
N****, one false move we up
N****, we turned nothing to something ’cause something is better than motherfucking nothing
I’m back in the city, you know that it’s littie, that shit ain’t up for discussion
(I’m back in the city, you know that it’s littie, that shit ain’t up for discussion)
‘Cause the streets feel a way that we up
We turn that bird to a duck
If he don’t get caught then he lucky, my shooters is ready to up for this month
Ain’t shit you can tell me, my shooters will film me in public, this shit’ll get ugly
Bodies drop on the block in this city, you thinking it’s funny, my young n***** hungry
(Bodies drop on the block in this city, you thinking it’s funny, my young n***** hungry)

(Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha)

We just get rid of him
We got the ball and we dribbling, call all my n***** in
Wrapping him up, we gonna ribbon him
He’s in the States, he’s with the guys but he’s not a citizen
We drop the work, we get to littering
Skrr, any location
32 shots
Seventy patients
Ready or not
Freddy and Jason
Whip, spin in that basement
I’ve been in that basement
This that steady duration
This that .38 up on your block, that shit spin, heavy rotation
This that burner shade, pepper your spot, my shit pops up on occasions
Prick pops up and I blaze him
Just topped up all my savings
Just bruk couple of chicks
One’s chocolate and one’s Asian
Could end up in a threesome
Just need someone to take it
These n***** never do nothing
Greaze n***** up, man, I raised them
Ring n***** up and I page ’em
Deep in the cut with my maiden

Ain’t come for no hassle
I got the MAC, plus a couple of apples
I’m off with the cabbage, I gone through the tackle
Pop up in your block, I come for your capo
Dripping your drug, I spin it in dryers
Unlimited contacts, but limited clients
Timid n*****, did it with violence
Got shot down, minute of silence

N****, the difference is
You still in our world, in our businesses
Poppy front me the work but I finished
I doubled it twice then tripled it
Yeah, I got rid of it