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rde diff - 3 sides of me lyrics

[producer tag]
d+mn astro, that’s you?

[intro]
diff, 1830, what?
diff, different, nick, diff, different, nick
3 sides of me, diff, different, nick
diff, different, nick
diff, different, nick, let’s get it

[verse 1]
y’all tripping leave me alone, don’t ever think bout calling my phone
don’t ever go up to the gunman trynna talk sh+t you know he gon’ shoot you home
this ain’t no pistol, it’s a missile, he gon’ shoot you across the globe
i’m like an engine, fire my pistons up and down with the strokes
all this animosity, put it on like a coat
i heard homie did some coke
i didn’t know, i wear this coat to stay afloat
from the head to the chest to the soul
off the dome this what i wrote
from the sky to the mirror i still see a star though

[verse 2]
sending shots like i’m sending this message
this is a message to my deadly weapons
if he drops dead resurrect him
we know he doesn’t like the criticism, don’t correct him
sometimes i really wish that i could say i never met you
this is one of the three sides that i really hate though
i really wish i wasn’t hateful, different
i really wish i was hateful, diff
there really is sometimes i walk the earth and i feel dead
i was so high, looked at myself in the mirror, saw the devil
if that’s the case, i’m a demon, i’m not on that level
when you hear me speak, all you hear is bass, no treble
[verse 3]
no trouble, no games
we running track, we running away
i’m on lap seventeen, i run this sh+t like i run this race
this p+ssy boys sweet, they sugar cane
i told this b+tch she should’ve came
i told you back in that one track, b+tch i’m still the same
break the picture on the wall with that b+tch in it, yeah she got framed
don’t play these tricks with me
diff’s smoking all this green
different’s popping beans
nick ain’t what he seems
nick is still a fiend
this is three sides of me

[outro]
b+tch don’t play with me
bro don’t play with me
one side of me, i play dangerously
stomp him in the ground, with the boot, put him in the grave
send him right back to mama’s crib, boy you best behave
don’t ever rap no tough, you ain’t good, you ain’t no great
fl!ck the king, you fl!ck the rook, call that checkmate, not the best play
these three sides of me, everyday headaches
everyday headaches, everyday headaches

- rde diff lyrics

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