Styles P - I'm Not You lyrics

[Pusha T] I keep that ziploc bustin at the stitches Culinary chemist, I serve the malicious, to break the fiends fixes One give you the sniffles, the other leave you with the itches Transport airport with the vaseline, so I can Fulfill my dreams of pastures that's green, more cash then ya seen With an Aston - it's green - me driving up fast with the lean Zonin' family, keep youngins in them rented Camrys Door panels full of sh** and I ain't full of sh** Reckless a**, God forbid they don't crash From the panel to the dash, its four pounds of slab Nah b**h we don't believe in air bags Cars turn tricks like them Ringling Brothers skits Whether b**h hop out, or the Glock pop out, ya know what I'm about Blow to ya sinus til the snot drop out [Jadakiss] Whoever said birds fly south for the winters a damn lie Got em right here, and if I don't like you the grams hide Take it or leave it, soon as a fiend taste it they need it Make 'em smoke it right in front of you to make you believe it Prolly think I won't murder you the way I smile But I'mma take a lot of shots, A.I. style Jada, the name is filthy, but so what, the motherf**in game is filthy You know what, my mom and my pops really did a good job But it was the Montega, and the Cane that built me so I Could never hate on another brother God is great, the devil is a motherf**er When you broke but they think you got money Crackers start showin you love, ya own people act funny I tear n***as heads off, I don't discriminate Waves, cornrows, or dreads, I will eliminate [Roscoe P. Coldchain] I'm far from a noodle n***a, I stab up block reps And turn quiet streets into hot sets n***a that's funny you say you a k**a how? What is it the return of the k**er clown? You don't put no fear in my heart I make ya people say wow that didn't look like my man They flipped upside down, the coroner did what he can He got hit wit ten rounds, at pointblank, and pointblank Coldchain left that n***a stankin Half static and face I got the wrinkling, slugs all in it I had my eyes on his mink and, I didn't give em a chance to blink when I jogged up on em, pressed the forty up on him shocked em Made his head stand on end and like a baby I rocked em The Coffin the cradle, you can't bite the hand that made you That's the beginning of the end, and you a thug that pretends Call Coldchain "supern***a," I got X-Ray vision I see through men And squeeze triggers wit bullets that go through men [Styles P] f** wit S.P that's ya date with d**h Got bullets that'll break ya chest, no sleep like I hate the rest I'm in the hood like its my fate to rep I hold it down, any place I step And I love gettin slept on Cause I'm rawer than dope fresh out of Africa that never been stepped on Dog, I'mma clap at you the minute that you rep wrong Holiday the ghost the main reason why your set gone Why I love riffin the war you wouldn't understand Cause my God is different than yours If the world spin in a circle I want to learn to move backwards k** n***as the first minute they jerk you What you keep the toaster for, creepin through the hood and sh** ain't really good, but I'm deeper than the ocean floor Higher than a plane and meaner than a bull Want ya insides out so I mean it when I pull [Malice] Rappers is talking to me as if (come on) We in the same boat I tell them quick no I move Coke! (uh uhh) And you and I don't share no common bond So forgive me if I don't receive you with open arms (No) It shames me to no end To feed poison to those who could very well be my kin (uh huh) But where there's demand, someone will supply So I feed them their needs at the same time cry Yes it pains me to see them need this All of them lost souls and I'm their Jesus Deepest regret and sympathy to the street I see them pay for they fix when they kids couldn't eat (so sorry) And with this in mind, I still didn't quit And that's how I know, that I ain't sh** (I ain't sh**) My heart bleed but that's aside from the fact I live for my kids and theirs and them youngins after that