souf laurent - different ways (feat. NES Naccho)

Vendetta, runnin' this shit
Now I get the stuff that I never had
Forget all the rainy days, oh
So many different ways, okay
So many different ways, okay
I'm tryna manage pain, okay
Hope M.B gon' beat the case, I swear
Nah, we gon' see better days, I swear
Nah, we gon' see better days, I swear
I pour up a deuce of pain, oh
Forget all the rainy days
Forget all the rainy days, oh
I got your bitch in the back of my spot
She say that's her favorite place, oh
He never do it like me, he cannot
Ain't seeing the same way, oh
Seen that boy praying to god I get caught, he get caught on the same day, oh
Seeing the same face, oh
So many different ways, okay
So many different ways, okay
I'm tryna manage pain, okay
Hope M.B gon' beat the case, I swear
Nah, we gon' see better days, I swear
Nah, we gon' see better days, I swear
I pour up a deuce of pain, oh
Forget all the rainy days
Seven racks on a tennis chain
And that shit don't even mean a thing
What did I do to get here my nigga, I swear your ass wouldn't even wanna stay
Hit that bitch from the back, I be thrashing that shit
Now that hoe say she wanna stay
But that hoe cannot be my main
Dive in that purple rain, oh
Double stack, no playing tag with that boy
Pull up and he bagged, fuck
Fuck a clap back from shorty, she love how I do it
Start repping this rag, V4 Vendetta
Runnin' this shit
Now I get the stuff that I never had
Fuck a Beretta, grab me lil Drac-y
Get four to his head, now his momma real sad, woah
Boutta spaz out, shorty she got her ass out
Crash out, in this tracky I told a lil' hoe it ain't long til' I'm up in a foreign she mad now
I just kept it a hundred, shout Naccho for watching my back
If he ain't then I'd prolly be dead now
Bitches used to laugh, man they thought shit was funny
Money gon' make a hoe spread now

Written by:
Ford Hamilton, Tyson Williams

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