Different World Lyrics - Alchemist

Yeah, yo, I grew up in the projects of QBC 

I grew up in the lap of luxury where chickens love for me 

I used to watch Sesame Street 

I used to watch the D's play in the street 

Plus I couldn't wait to squeeze my first heat 

I used to pray to God before I went to sleep every night 

Same time I was kissin' them dice, hittin' my number twice 

Holdin' hammers with the heat out with nice 

Same time I was poppin' cap guns on BMX bikes 

With grass stains on my jeans and scuffed up knights 

I was like, "Fuck school, I ain't goin' to class" 

Easy money in the street, I was rolling with that 

Never good at math but I knew how to add up cash 

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I used to win at the spelling bee's, my education was proper 

My family wanted me to be a lawyer, a doctor 

I was smooth talker, back in those days, I was a moon walker 

With a picture of my shorty inside of my school locker 

I never had shit, I always had it all 

We used to play with guns, we used to play ball 

I used to pump crack, in school I paid attention 

I was a hard head, I used to always listen 

We turned bitches out, I used to love them hoes 

We wore hand me downs, I always had new clothes 

I used to stay bent, I couldn't hold my liquor 

Its kind of bugged out, two different stories in one picture 

Yo, the first year of high school my parents noticed me slippin' 

Smokin' cigarettes, skippin' class, catchin' detention 

Every night all I heard was freeze, niggaz gettin' bagged by the D's 

And some pissed, I got a disease 

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Fourteen and watchin' me on teeny raps on forty inch screens 

I learned how to tilt my hat, sag my jeans 

Wanted a [Incomprehensible] piece, thought that'd be fresh 

Me and my brother used to yank those shits 

Straight off people's necks 

Summertime, River Park [Incomprehensible] at 1 2 fifth 

Stickin' kids with my identical twin 

If I could go back in time, I would take you with me 

Show you what its like to live a lifestyle so risky 

I put in work in rhymes and beats 

While you was puttin' work in the streets 

It's bugged out, whoever would have thought that we'd meet 

But its this rap shit that made this whole package complete 

They put us in the studio and put these raps to this beat 

I never had shit, I always had it all 

We used to play with guns, we used to play ball 

I used to pump crack, in school I paid attention 

I was a hard head, I used to always listen 

We turned bitches out, I used to love them hoes 

We wore hand me downs, I always had new clothes 

I used to stay bent, I couldn't hold my liquor 

Its kind of bugged out, two different stories in one picture 

I'm West Coast, I'ma rap it forever 

But I had to move to the East to get all of my respect and my cheddar 

To tell the truth, the only thing I really left is the weather 

All of my friends the same, we always kept it together 

Picture this, shook one, drop the Mobb on top 

Now Im rollin' state to state with shows nonstop 

Seen the money Hav and P was gettin' off the top 

All for hip hop, I wasn't goin' back to the block 

My man Muggs introduced me to you Nitty and G.O.D 

Brought me to the studio to play music for Hav and P 

You can't forget my dunns Noyd and Gotti 

I was a nobody, they showed me love, told me they got me 

Remember the first time I hit the bong, I was doin' it wrong 

Took us some months till my high was gone 

They we showed you how to roll up dutches, then it was on 

Now we rollin' all across the county with hit songs 

I never had shit, I always had it all 

We used to play with guns, we used to play ball 

I used to pump crack, in school I paid attention 

I was a hard head, I used to always listen 

We turned bitches out, I used to love them hoes 

We wore hand me downs, I always had new clothes 

I used to stay bent, I couldn't hold my liquor 

Its kind of bugged out, two different stories in one picture