A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Difference lyrics

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] They don't ever give a f** 'bout a n***a when he down So I keep my head up, ain't no need to look around But I gotta watch my back, just in case a n***a front Young independent n***a, I do anything I want You too worried 'bout the b**hes so you don't know how to win I'm just focused on the middle, I don't wanna see the end Got a pocket full of wishes so I'm walking with a limp I said f** them other n***as, I ain't worried 'bout a friend Ric Flair, that's my brother, you can holler any day Type of n***a got my back when I ain't got no place to stay n***as love to see you down but when you coming up they hate Talk that sh** behind your back and they won't say it in your face And I miss my baby girl, I think about it every day When I left you over there I know you felt some type of way But I swear I'm coming back and I just wish that I could stay Ain't no child but you my destiny, I make you say my name [Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] So tell me what's real and what's fake, yeah I know if it's real if you tell me how you feel They tellin' lies and they hatin' I know how to deal with you, I know how to deal with you [Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] So tell me what's real and what's fake, yeah I know if it's real if you tell me how you feel They tellin' lies and they hatin' I know how to deal with you, I know how to deal with you [Verse 2: Don Q] Coming up in the streets where n***as is weighing pies Thirty thousand on the cross is how we pay our tides Tryna stay alive with n***as can't survive, they hittin' Takin' lives if you plotting on takin' knives Throwing pebbles but we bricked up In the dirt where you end up Swerving through in the Benz truck Suicidal, my wrists cut Haters ain't slick, consequences tryna stick us Bathing Ape sh**, your whole hood getting zipped up Designer in my wardrobe, I'm stunting on my old hoes I don't drink, I just pour rolls, this sweater cost me four O's Backing up, keep the door closed n***as telling but Lord knows We turn that house to a bando when it get foreclosed They doing too much dick riding, I ain't with the switch-siding Lil n***a in a big body, you can't do sh** 'bout it Only cla** I love is math, that's why I'm quick countin' Might slide up in the dealer and pull a six out [Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] So tell me what's real and what's fake, yeah I know if it's real if you tell me how you feel They tellin' lies and they hatin' I know how to deal with you, I know how to deal with you [Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] So tell me what's real and what's fake, yeah I know if it's real if you tell me how you feel They tellin' lies and they hatin' I know how to deal with you, I know how to deal with you