Theory - Different Lyrics

(Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm from the tidewater
Crab bucket, and saltwater
Grew up on that low tide
Cookout and that backbone
This here for my family
This on my momma
This here black excellence
This here slight pimpin'
Young killa, I'm doin' em dirty
Aye I need a 30 for 30
Sundays used to run on that organ
Somedays used to club in that Alley
In my bag and I'm givin' em business
Old hoes on my dick and they trippin'
I got flavor, they lookin' for sweetness
She gon' slob on my knob with the quickness
This Bruce Lee type killin'
This Bad Newz type business
This Good Times like we Evans
This hood love, Good Musiq
Solid, I'm keeping it sturdy
7-5 and I'm doin' em dirty
On the East, but they hearin' me worldly
Same hoes on my dick tried to carry me
Live it up, live it up for the big stage
Big time, big time before the money came
We do what we did to get paper
Lord forgive for our old ways
Big trippin' now I'm big straight
Couple baddies with the bottles came
A couple moves before the name change
Had leave some, I had to shed weight

Shit been drippin'
Thats just how I'm feelin'
Been movin' different
Still solid in my city
Big drippin'
Thats just how I'm feelin'
This be something different
Solid in my city