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different league - nines lyrics

[intro: nafe smallz]
i sold bits, i sold raw
press a brick, never fraud
hit and miss, bet i score
why he mad? he ain’t sho’

[chorus: nafe smallz]
i sold bits, i sold raw
i sold hits, sold out tours
press a brick, never fraud
said i’ll quit, just sold some more
hit and miss, bet i score
f*ck your b*tch when i want
why he mad? he ain’t sho’
different league, different dough
i sold bits, i sold raw
i sold hits, sold out tours
press a brick, never fraud
said i’ll quit, just sold some more
hit and miss, bet i score
f*ck your b*tch when i want
why he mad? he ain’t sho’
different league, different dough

[verse 1: nines]
i’m from the hood, now i live in a mansion
these n*ggas are mad, i’m counting these bags while i sit in a phantom
word to my jewellers, i spent quarter mill on my wrist and medallion
they said i’m ugly, and now i get money she thinks that i’m handsome
touched down dubai with the gang and we had a fun night
went straight to the louis v shop, from there we went club white
remember them days on the estate when we had to fight over nitties
now it’s tour dates and all these b*tches ask me to sign on their titties
won’t see me in a club with no shank, fam, i always bring my strally
before i went jail i was selling stardawg and bricks of ammi
when i had no packs i had to take a trip to cali
i ain’t even bring no suitcase, i just bought a list of addys
they ain’t trapping like me, we ain’t got the same quotes
if you ain’t tryna buy a yacht next year, we ain’t in the same boat
n*ggas know i’m a plug, got bottom shelf and expensive weed
and i got mids, got bandos and dispensaries
[chorus: nafe smallz]
i sold bits, i sold raw
i sold hits, sold out tours
press a brick, never fraud
said i’ll quit, just sold some more
hit and miss, bet i score
f*ck your b*tch when i want
why he mad? he ain’t sho’
different league, different dough
i sold bits, i sold raw
i sold hits, sold out tours
press a brick, never fraud
said i’ll quit, just sold some more
hit and miss, bet i score
f*ck your b*tch when i want
why he mad? he ain’t sho’
different league, different dough

[verse 2: clavish]
i just left mummy’s house
the runners down on my feet, two and a q
respect from my n*ggas up in the trap
if it weren’t for rap i’d be in there too
the feds, they hate me
they know i done some shavings bait but left no clue
brought a hunting knife to war
cah the three*eight never had no shoes
told me she’s leaving, why?
cause i’m a rapper wasting her time
she hates when i’m up in dxb
cause she knows what i do in dubai
i end up giving them d*ck
i step in the club and never say “hi”
then end up bussing my nut
and book her a cab, i never said “bye”
course i got money, you can tell by the rip in my jeans
i’m at an awards show with my n*ggas daydreamin’ bout hitting the fiends
i ride out sober, me and big homie pull up on the opps, drinking their lean
on road he was the baddest, went to jail now he on his deen
my n*ggas, they tell me to chill
saying i spend too much on jackets
when it’s time for guns i buy them, i think i spend too much on mashes
i buy waps but i’m into fashion, rather the culli than the phantom
i got a couple hoes from glasgow
they just wanna f*ck on me and the mandem
[chorus: nafe smallz]
i sold bits, i sold raw
i sold hits, sold out tours
press a brick, never fraud
said i’ll quit, just sold some more
hit and miss, bet i score
f*ck your b*tch when i want
why he mad? he ain’t sho’
different league, different dough
i sold bits, i sold raw
i sold hits, sold out tours
press a brick, never fraud
said i’ll quit, just sold some more
hit and miss, bet i score
f*ck your b*tch when i want
why he mad? he ain’t sho’
different league, different dough

- nines lyrics

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