Atypically Difficult (feat. X2BLACKSTAR & Nishatentachi)

Young Drizzy makes bangers

Yeah

You know what it is, I got my Hentai Gang homies, it's three of us (Drizzy, oh my God)

Four, actually

We 'bout to go hard

Also fuck that lyrical miracle spiritual shit (Death.wav)

Bitch

Life been hitting different ever since you come around

Talking lyrical bullshit, bitch, while I'm smoking that loud

Click, click, boom, light it up and smoke a pound

Talking goofy-ass bullshit, bitch, you look like a clown

Life's like hell, I been running outta time

I can't tell what's real, I'ma just act like I'm fine

Life without you is a life full of torture

All I got to my name is a singular quarter

Everyone notice me like a bad apple in the orchard

And nothing hurtin' us, we been through hell like we were tortured

New drop out, and I already got it ordered

I let 'em know I got it out the mud like a shorebird

This music shit is easy, it's atypically difficult

And I lock in every day, I’m never skippin' the ritual

Bring 'em down from the peak, I be flippin' the pinnacle

And you know I keep my take, never tippin' residual

Been getting money in a gap hoodie

Mustard gas making y'all vision so blurry

Ayy, check the bio, repping StarWrld PlanetStar till I'm like forty

Feel the red dot pointed at my head at all times

All I got is a couple pennies some old dimes

Don't know why, yo' music wack, no bars and no good lines

6:55 and my shawty looking so fine

Bust down rollie, it's fake, but all that matters, it's mine

I do this shit without even thinkin' half the time

Ain't no one do it like me, I'm golden like a mastermind

Cookin' it to perfection, so I'ma need to add some time

Y'all can take your part and get goin', the other half is mine

Twenty bands, spent them on some shit for my arm

Growin' in my field like I'm at a fuckin' farm

I'm headed out that bitch if they gon' try to do some harm

And we be droppin' fire, go and sound the alarm

Ayy, never tippin' the residual for any point

Ain't givin' moments, why you just sit and try to fuckin' point?

Axtan, it's this and that, bitch, don't lie on my name

You causin' all this shit and I'ma fuckin' dead your brain

And it's already years like brain rottin' in sin

Sit up inside my ride, inside the pain that I give

Givin' me constant pain and mental strain till I

Get out my head and pull my fuckin' hair by the damn strain

Death is coming, motherfuckers