502, Coming up
Yeah
Ridin' round, speakers knockin'
Working late, never stoppin'
I don't really like to talk, no
We don't got too much in common
Keep your distance
Never switching
Rapping like I got no option
We don't got too much in common
What's poppin
Why you always so damn toxic
Say you live a picture perfect life
It's really just the cropping
No stopping me
I'm always after profit
I don't trust nobody
Cause I catch them faking way too often
Only with real ones I'm riding
Staying with them 'til I'm dying
We're making moves but we're silent
Just in case it get too violent
Working by myself since day one
Only in this for my day ones
They were never cool with me
Never cared about what they want
Don't want publicity
You need to keep your distance please
It takes a lot to get to me
To put this shit explicitly
Don't be missing me
And saying we got history
If you refused to stick with me
And go through thick and thin with me
Ridin' round, speakers knockin'
Working late, never stoppin'
I don't really like to talk, no
We don't got too much in common
Keep your distance
Never switching
Rapping like I got no option
We don't got too much in common
I see the signs
I'm tryna keep the dream alive
I can't say that I'll be surprised
If you start leaving me behind
I need to find
A little bit of peace of mind
Won't let you take advantage of
These feelings that I keep inside
I can tell who's real and who is fake
Most of them ain't really gonna stay
I just want a meal up on our plate
They gon' try and steal what they can take
Not much that I wouldn't give to get it
And I'm always working independent
With my clique, I'll never end up switching
Maybe that's how me and them are different
Ridin' round, speakers knockin'
Working late, never stoppin'
I don't really like to talk, no
We don't got too much in common
Keep your distance
Never switching
Rapping like I got no option
We don't got too much in common
Rapping like I got no option
We don't got too much in common