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PERFORMING ARTISTS
J.I the Prince of N.Y
J.I the Prince of N.Y
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Irvin Rivera
Justin Irvin Rivera
Songwriter
Kaseem Jahlil Moultrie
Kaseem Jahlil Moultrie
Songwriter
Florian Thi Nguyen Van
Florian Thi Nguyen Van
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jabarionthebeat
Jabarionthebeat
Producer
VVS Melody
VVS Melody
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ohh-oh, ohh
[Verse 1]
Never felt so much neglection
We walk around my hood like I don't never need protection
Stood inside my lane, y'all tried to fuck up my direction
Broke too many mirrors tryna fuck up my reflection
I know y'all stressing
You was like my dawg, we was never on the same shit
Rocked the same clothes, but we ain't never fucked the same bitch
They tryna tell me that I rap about the same shit
Because I stood by what I said and I ain't changed shit
[Chorus]
Twenty thousand in your pockets make you sag different
They gon' treat you outta pocket when your bag different
When these bullets hit your body, you gon laugh different
Every time I show you love you think I'm ass-kissing
I done showed you too much love for you to act different
I put diamonds on your neck and made you brag different
I'm the reason why you brag different
Never had a good enough reason to act different
[Verse 2]
I'll make you cry because I like the way you look when you do it
Fed you lies, but I was never tryna make you look stupid
'Posed to be my bitch, guess she wasn't on the same shit
You be on my body, always trippin' off the same shit
Broke your heart a bunch of times, I thought you was painless
Fuck you off a Percocet, I be movin' dangerous
I know you ain't perfect, but I treat you like my favorite
Every day I wake up and I still be on that same shit
Never had a good enough reason to act different
I put money on that body, now ya ass different
You ain't never had no **** make you brag different
Fuck you good, I'm not concerned about your last ****
Fuck you doin' always bringin' up your past ****?
Mov— Movin' outta pocket, tryna treat me like a bad ****
I got too much in my pockets so these **** know I sag different
Never had a good enough reason to act different
[Chorus]
Twenty thousand in your pockets make you sag different
They gon' treat you outta pocket when your bag different
When these bullets hit your body, you gon laugh different
Every time I show you love you think I'm ass-kissing
I done showed you too much love for you to act different
I put diamonds on your neck and made you brag different
I'm the reason why you brag different
Never had a good enough reason to act different
Written by: Florian Thi Nguyen Van, J.I the Prince of N.Y, Kaseem Jahlil Moultrie
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