Different Leagues ft. TXNNER Lyrics

Been had the city on smash, please don't make me mad

Wanna put my bars in a bag, trying to put my pen to the pad

And I'm bout to crash

What we gon eat?

I make plays and I don't sleep

You gotta believe, I'm in a whole nother league

Bout to go AWOL, shoot it like a 8 ball, man these bars do burn like Napalm

I take care of what them boys can't take from

Junkyard dog, hold it down since day one

Se la vie, I kill beats and melodies

At the top and none of y'all ahead of me

Word to the game, gotta pay your fees

It's life or death on that KOD

I got a budget

I'm a walking triple double, that mean I'm clearly a bucket

I gotta run it back, I'm making plays like a running back, that was the end of discussion

I'm fresh out of Bama, I might take a trip to Atlanta, Magic City Monday on Monday

I'm doubling, tripling hundreds on hundreds

I'm bugging, I might just turn nothing to something

Been had the city on smash, please don't make me mad

Wanna put my bars in a bag, trying to put my pen to the pad

And I'm bout to crash

What we gon eat?

I make plays and I don't sleep

You gotta believe, I'm in a whole nother league

That bitch wanna grab on my throat, uh huh

I told that bitch she gotta go, uh huh

She sucking my dick on the low, uh huh

They saying I got every flow, uh huh

They telling me nigga, like I now

Shit is like a boat and a paddle, like I row

But I'm spitting fire like nigga be Iroh

He gon get burnt by tryna be my foe, uh

She gon give me brain, I don't care, bitch I'm insane

She gon try to grab my chain, this expensive Johnny Dang (Yuh!)

We don't give no fuck, guess that boy run out of luck

He gon try to run it up, we gon put him in the truck (gang)

Been had the city on smash, please don't make me mad

Wanna put my bars in a bag, tryna put my pen to the pad

And I'm bout to crash

What we gon eat?

I make plays and I don't sleep

You gotta believe, I'm in a whole nother league

Sitting sideways

Feel like Paul Wall when I'm big pimpin'

Most these rappers really cat fishing, I can see they hating through a tunnel vision

I plead the fifth in the sixth dimension

On the road tryna find me a better me

I been cooking and cheffing up melodies

I know guys on the corner, they packing heat

One wrong move and they letting they trigger squeeze

I don't wanna fall victim to bloody leaves

Bloody murder on murder, I'm killing beats

Everybody keep talking about MB3

Ima say what I feel, what I really mean

On the real, y'all don't know who I am

I got lost in the dream, made a couple schemes, and then I created some plans

To this day, I can't trust Uncle Sam

I just wanna become my own man, take a lot to admit when you down

But I got a ride, and Im tryna slide

It's a good surprise when you come around

I'm in a whole other league, I'm in a whole other league