Playboi Carti - Different Day [ACAPELLA VERSION]

Hey, it is the acapella version of the Playboi Carti’s song Different Day.

Jordan Terrell Carter, better known professionally as Playboi Carti, is an American rapper.
An influential figure among his generation, he has contributed to the progression of trap music and its rage subgenre. He first signed with local underground record label Awful Records in 2014, and later signed with ASAP Mob's record label AWGE, in a joint venture with Interscope Records two years later.


LYRICS
Different day
I just be stylin', it's hard to sleep (schyeah)
She never made it hard for me (schyeah)
I can't trust my eyes, like, how do I see?
I'm in the high, uh, she's in the heat, yeah
Tell me why? And, for what?
Always prepared, 'cause I never know what
She wait at all of my shows, she want me to sign her butt, yeah, uh
Whippin' that ho with the Fendi
Yeah-yeah, I was lookin' for Benji
I had to smoke out at Means Street
Everybody thought they knew me
But bitch, you ain't even meet the new me
A ho gon' die tryna do me
Look at the sky, it's a movie
She not a wife, she a groupie
If you liked the last chain, check the new piece, schyeah
Red in the diamonds, no rubies
Stick in the dirt like- (schyeah)
Stick in the dirt like doody (schyeah), schyeah
There's plenty of opps in the loose leaf
Goyard trunk, keep it brief, yeah
Stamp on your neck like pussy ('bout what? Schyeah, schyeah)
Stay in your position, lil' nigga, before you get put on a shirt (schyeah)
I was in South Carolina with two hoes, takin' they turn
You play with that fire too much, lil' shawty, you bound to get burnt (schyeah)
SVJ, I go crazy, no concerns (schyeah), uh
Glock in the holster (schyeah), yeah, stick in the Goyard (schyeah)
Put 'em on a poster, put 'em in a graveyard (schyeah), schyeah
She gets angry, she like to text hard (what?)
I don't need a co-sign (what), I need a die-hard (huh?)
I fuck her back in, yeah (yeah), then put her in Chrome Heart (uh)
The Bentley, it's push-start (uh)
I'm a bully, I push hard (yeah), schyeah
Drivin' off drugs, this my go-kart, schyeah
Different day, ha
Schyeah
We gamble on Sundays
I told my momma I was gon' make it one day
Been, been, been told her
It was just the other day, I was on bullshit, eatin' leftovers, yeah
Sittin' here thinkin' about it
Now, it's just G5s, yeah, I don't do layovers
Schyeah



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