Made In Difference - BOOM! Lyrics

Like boom, boom, boom
They notice us when we walk in the room
Like boom, boom, boom, yeah

Yeah, drums like a band, we marchin'
Hungry for money, I'm starvin'
They watchin' me like I'm Martin
They see me on TV, I'm goin' like Harvey
We use the block as a target
Yeah, don't get me started
Drums on my gun, we marchin'
Yeah, they know I'm the hardest
I don't got nothin' to prove
They notice us when we walk in the room
We marchin' and I pull up with my crew
Drop on my gun, what the f*ck you gon' do
We comin' through
You better move
I'm like ooohhh

I don't do shit I don't like
What I like is to pop me an end of the night
It's alright, I be posted up right off the flight getting right
I be tweakin', I'm high as a kite
It feel nice
Take what I get, I just get it in stride
I can't complain bout my life
I don't gripe
I got game and soaked it up
Like some rice
F*ck up the game the rap game kryptonite
Try tell me somethin', I don't listen I'm missin'
Some valuable shit, don't be payin' attention
I'm workin', I gotta release what I'm feelin'
Get rid of the weak, I keep who built the building
The tension is buildin', it's givin' that feelin'
Don't get what I want then I'm bound to get livid
I'm sippin' my juice, so Goodbye and Good Riddance
We goin' so far, an incredible distance

Yeah, drums like a band, we marchin'
Hungry for money, I'm starvin'
They watchin' me like I'm Martin
They see me on TV, I'm goin' like Harvey
We use the block as a target
Yeah, don't get me started
Drums on my gun, we marchin'
Yeah, they know I'm the hardest
I don't got nothin' to prove
They notice us when we walk in the room
We marchin' and I pull up with my crew
Drop on my gun, what the f*ck you gon' do
We comin' through
You better move
I'm like ooohhh

Boom, boom, boom, I'm bussin'
I got a drum like percussion
Know I'm the shit and I'm flushin' disgustin'
If it ain't dollar discussions
Don't talk to me about nothin'
Don't even mention my name
If you ain't talk about one of the greats
Putting my frame in the hall of the fame
When I built me a business, I write off my Chase
I'ma just do it ain't gon tell them what I'm finna do
Don't get it started, we gon' f*ck around and finish you
I'ma run the game with your blood on my tennis shoes
Put your voicemail in my interlude
Baby I'ma boss while you waitin' for an interview
Take you to the Chi, I can show you what a hitta' do
Choppa make em dance and my gang make the city move

Yeah, drums like a band, we marchin'
Hungry for money, I'm starvin'
They watchin' me like I'm Martin
They see me on TV, I'm goin' like Harvey
We use the block as a target
Yeah, don't get me started
Drums on my gun, we marchin'
Yeah, they know I'm the hardest

Like boom, boom , BOOM!