Not the Type lyrics

[Intro: 03 Greedo]
I'm not the type
I'm not the type
I'm not the type
Sum up the difference
I'm something too different
Something too different
Dave-O, make me a slap

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
I'm not the type to just sit in the house
b*tch, I'm the type to go figure it out
I'm not the type to type tough sh*t on Twitter
I push a button, go get me a n*gga
I'm something too different
Just to sum up the difference
My OG told me that I had to lose just to gain
Sum up the difference
I'm something too different, to sum up the difference

[Verse 1: 03 Greedo]
Ain't the type to talk sh*t, let you talk back
b*tch, I'm the type to leave a n*gga where the chalk at
I ain't one to talk to the pigs, where my cell at?
n*ggas never trapped interstate, where my jail at?
You ain't in the trenches, where the mil' at?
n*gga, you ain't scale that
n*gga, you ain't sell that
You just probably smelled that or hit that
Tell these pus*y n*ggas get back
We don't do the parties or the kick-backs
Got beef, that's a big snack
Run up on me, leave a few stacks
I could drop ten, that's a f*ckin' feature
Stomp a n*gga out in the Raf sneakers
[Chorus: 03 Greedo & Philthy Rich]
I'm not the type to just sit in the house
b*tch, I'm the type to go figure it out
I'm not the type to type tough sh*t on Twitter
I push a button, go get me a n*gga
I'm something too different
Just to sum up the difference
My OG told me that I had to lose just to gain
Sum up the difference (Ayy, it's Philthy, n*gga)
I'm something too different, to sum up the difference (Uh-huh, look)

[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
n*ggas'll steal from you, tryna help you find it (Suckers)
Money on your head, the closest n*gga lyin' (12)
Lil Ant was two years old when he felt designer (Swear to God)
b*tch pus*y wore out, couldn't feel the lining (b*tch)
My niece mad, ain't no paintings of her in my house (Is that right?)
Me and her mama beefin', we ain't gon' hash it out (Uh-uh)
Pressed up a thousand CD's just to pass 'em out (Oh, I remember)
n*ggas ain't want to buy 'em, now they cashin' out (It's Philthy)
Got my ass whooped every week because I didn't listen (I couldn't listen)
Kicked out of school, n*gga couldn't pay attention (I couldn't pay attention)
The OG's always told me I was somethin' different
Now I'm worth a few mil' to sum up the difference, It's Philthy

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
I'm not the type to just sit in the house
b*tch, I'm the type to go figure it out
I'm not the type to type tough sh*t on Twitter
I push a button, go get me a n*gga
I'm something too different
Just to sum up the difference
My OG told me that I had to lose just to gain
Sum up the difference
I'm something too different, to sum up the difference