Different League Nines (Ft. Clavish & Nafe Smallz)

[Intro: Nafe Smallz]
I sold bits, I sold raw
Press a brick, never fraud
Hit and miss, bet I score
Why he mad? He ain't sho'

[Chorus: Nafe Smallz]
I sold bits, I sold raw
I sold hits, sold out tours
Press a brick, never fraud
Said I'll quit, just sold some more
Hit and miss, bet I score
Fuck your bitch when I want
Why he mad? He ain't sho'
Different league, different dough
I sold bits, I sold raw
I sold hits, sold out tours
Press a brick, never fraud
Said I'll quit, just sold some more
Hit and miss, bet I score
Fuck your bitch when I want
Why he mad? He ain't sho'
Different league, different dough

[Verse 1: Nines]
I'm from the hood, now I live in a mansion
These niggas are mad, I'm counting these bags while I sit in a Phantom
Word to my jewellers, I spent quarter mill on my wrist and medallion
They said I'm ugly, and now I get money she thinks that I'm handsome
Touched down Dubai with the gang and we had a fun night
Went straight to the Louis V shop, from there we went Club White
Remember them days on the estate when we had to fight over nitties
Now it's tour dates and all these bitches ask me to sign on their titties
Won't see me in a club with no shank, fam, I always bring my strally
Before I went jail I was selling stardawg and bricks of ammi
When I had no packs I had to take a trip to Cali
I ain't even bring no suitcase, I just bought a list of addys
They ain't trapping like me, we ain't got the same quotes
If you ain't tryna buy a yacht next year, we ain't in the same boat
Niggas know I'm a plug, got bottom shelf and expensive weed
And I got mids, got bandos and dispensaries