Hit Different Lyrics

We standing on business

Trying to make a living

It's like that when you hit different

Ya'll know that the kid's gifted

Cause I've been nice

And I got everything I want for Christmas

Uh

Like I'm checking off my wish-list

Ya'll get dismissed I'm checking off my hitlist

No offense who's next?

They all can get this

They all like "Where he at?"

Then come up missing

I'm in it for life

Ain't made it to the big times

But I play my part

And I got a lotta light in my heart

And it shines

Sometimes all you have to do is start

And I'm still nowhere near my prime

Your timing is off but still

You never know where I'll be

So when I am

It's all mine not in part

And if I never get there

I'mma still be making music that belongs on the charts

So that you've heard this is odd

I never wanted to be the type of person

Who would go and sell their soul for fame

But I made myself a lane in this rap game

Just by doing what the others ain't

I look around and see them making money

Either they're lame or sound the same

I'm so not mainstream I may not get the plays

But you won't catch them playing with my name

Aye

I'mma be up I'mma get back

I'mma re-up I'mma kick raps

I'mma be what's all in my head

It will never be I'm better off dead

I'm still at the bottom in the gutter

Don't know why anyone would try to rob him

They wasn't with me back when I was starving

Now I got it made a mill'

And the crowd steady mobbing

Ok

But I don't give handouts

Most weeks had less than

A grand in my bank account

And all my homies still working

With the same amount

So no I'm not successful until they made it out

We standing on business

Trying to make a living

It's like that when you hit different

Ya'll know that the kid's gifted

Cause I've been nice

And I got everything I want for Christmas

Yeah

Like I'm checking off my wish-list

Ya'll get dismissed I'm checking off my hitlist

No offense who's next?

They all can get this

They all like "Where he at?"

Then come up missing

It's beginning to die

The whole facade of a fake life

And those who won't survive

Are in too deep

To see the price they've paid

It wasn't cheap

But at night they still find sleep

Still I dream

And think of a world that lives in peace

Beauty and harmony

You peeped game but the bars were free

Don't argue with artistry

I never wanted to be the type of person

Who would go and sell their soul for fame

But I made myself a lane in this rap game

Just by doing what the others ain't

I look around and see them making money

Either they're lame or sound the same

I'm so not mainstream I may not get the plays

But you won't catch them playing with my name

Aye