This is a song about "Different"

Two different stories,

As much as i wanna leave

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

The people over here think that we're different

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Such a different tempo

Clap two times if you drunk

Im tryin something different

Mentalities in a position to do nothing different

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

With such an ugly picture in it and

They told you itd be different

But i knew that you were different.

Secret society all we ask is trust

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Same shit different day with a different bitch