Текст Packy – The Difference
Текст:
Yeah, look
Lately, I went missin’ with no permission, it’s part of it
I been workin’ harder than competition from start of it
Now they lookin’ at me, I see ’em all through the rearview
They think that I made it ’cause I made it past them
They were never the target, my target is past Em’
They laugh, but they laughed too when they talked to me back then
Guess it’s déjà vu, I’ll be back when I lap them
Hate that I acknowledge haters, call it a curse
I’m on a search for validation, guess I don’t know how this works
But I’m learnin’ on the job, you can never please ’em all
I see why rappers get that money and then all they do is ball
Let ’em know
I can feel the transformation
I don’t want to change but part of me just wants to make it
Pardon me while I vacation
Part of me wants to be famous
But what good is being known if I don’t ‘member what my name is?
Everything is changin’, I just pray it’s for the better
This used to be my diary, now it’s an open letter
Hope that I can take the heat, I been used to the coldest weather
I’ll do what I gotta do, the industry should know what’s better
I say the real shit that you afraid to say
Then I get shit for sayin’ it
I’d rather get a «Thanks»
People steady takin’ shots but more and more they feel like blanks
And all these rappers get upset my team is movin’ up the ranks
Get your weight up, I don’t wait up
I can’t count the nights I stayed up
But I just hope that this bitch pays up
Used to want it, now I need it
That’s the difference between failing and succeeding
Far as underground goes, my numbers do the talkin’
Couple hundred on the table, all I gotta do is walk in
But I won’t
Really I could use the money, but I don’t
Reputation all I have and that ain’t ever worth a quote
If all I’m worried ’bout is cash, I’ll be in the game for a second
I’m in the game to break records, not in the game to take second
Where the hell is my crew at? Behind me, boy, you knew that
Soon as I get a little bit of buzz it’s like these people try to do that
Soon as we get a little bit of pub’, it’s like that circle get a little tighter
Soon as we get a little bit of loot, those people’s eyes, they get a little wider
‘Bout done beggin’ for green rooms
I be like «Bruce, just give him that rider»
Got your chick all on my shit while you just stand there right beside her
Like it’s cool
I’m just tryna wrap my head around the fact that one day I’m nobody then I’m a celeb
What’s the basis?
I’m in different places
Ride with me or let me be
Only gettin’ better, I think I’m ready for anything
Everything is changin’, I just pray it’s for the better
This used to be my diary, now it’s an open letter
Hope that I can take the heat, I been used to the coldest weather
I’ll do what I gotta do, the industry should know what’s better
I say the real shit that you afraid to say
Then I get shit for sayin’ it
I’d rather get a «Thanks»
People steady takin’ shots but more and more they feel like blanks
And all these rappers get upset my team is movin’ up the ranks
Get your weight up, I don’t wait up
I can’t count the nights I stayed up
Man, sometimes this life’s a bitch
But I just hope that this bitch pays up
Used to want it, now I need it
That’s the difference between failing and succeeding