Bodega BAMZ - Different Kind Of High lyrics

[Intro] Live from the Bodega, shh V'Don, yeah This is a different kind of high n***a, what you want? I can get it This is a different kind of high n***a, what you want? I can get it [Verse One: Bodega Bamz] This is a different kind of high, n***a, what you want? I can supply it in the middle of the hood with a piece for violence Me and minds never speak, we silent like up in the air They say need for firing, my gun talk biz, never personnel Dump him in the woods with that service, you can hear me now Good sense of juvenile, see me now, I brung wins to the loser crowd Tryna feel the wind in a Porsche '91, one with a booming sound Old school but still a child of the ghetto, fan of G Dep but he gone I bring it to ya chest like a pawn, don't cry me a river You up sh**'s creek and I'm pissing in your pond David ain't dressing King Kong, young n***as living life so gone Don't ask about mainstream n***a, we on, we one The number two don't look familiar unless we number two on these n***as Word, I look good, feel better, live free, die soon, maybe so I ain't checking, I ain't messing around, just hear my records I ain't messing around, just hear my records, just put my message in a bottle Drunk off revenge, I'm about to catch a red rum Sometimes you gotta play like you dumb but I will do whatever for my son And I will talk to anyone if the price right, being loyal don't pay the light I ain't the waiting type, off the top, I don't wait and type I still got weight, type shook, I move light, picture me now When no one's in sight, gimme a beautiful d**h lord, I roll light [Hook] Roll up the hate, exhale love I ain't got a price and you ain't got the lungs Different kind of high I supply ya Different kind of high I supply ya Roll up the hate, exhale love I ain't got a price and you ain't got the lungs Different kind of high I supply ya Different kind of high I supply ya [Verse Two: Emilio Rojas] This a different kind of high, chanclas different kind of fly I don't talk slick, I'm a different kind of sly, my fam ready We driven like Andretti, we hit with sniper precision No twitching, the hand steady, d**h in the third world Where dictators is k**ing kids, kingpins are laundering cash ‘Cause they filthy rich, I put it all in a bag, homie, it's well concealed Calfskin Louie and I use the rest of cow for veal Tell me how it feel to walk behind a giant I don't carry my cross, I drag it ‘cause I'm defiant And I can f**ing bury you gods, I'm like Pontius Pilate So blast for me, brrraaat, now stop the violence We shop for violence, now we purchasing pain And if it doesn't hurt, this ain't no personal gain I done been through so much, I know my worth in the game So go ahead and try to hurt me again and this a different kind of high Yeah ‘cause Latins going Platinum was destined to come Yeah ‘cause Latins going Platinum was destined to come [Hook]