Nothing Like Me
(专辑: Don't Come Outside, Vol. 3 - 2021)
You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga (Nothing) You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga (Nothing) You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga (You ain't nothing) You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga (Jahill Beats, holla at me) Me and my niggas was used to not having much Go and get used to that (So?) Whoever tried to stop us from eating, I
swear we shooting that We don't eat, nobody eat, we making it high Was beefing with dudes that was old enough to be our pops We was young like Bobby Shmurda, and they was old age (Damn) Had 'em saying, "These lil niggas ain't playing no games" Okay, let's cross that line, I'm with it Smack your nigga lil sister, go tell your brother I
did it (Haha) Been in a
hundred shootouts, homie I
made it First time I
shoot a
nigga, felt like I
graduated Crew was so proud of me, all night we celebrated I
was at high school, that's when Craig Mack was overrated (Haha) Couldn't finish school, too much beef, never graduated (So?) Shooting out my window at niggas, grandma was aggravated (Sorry) Anything I
spit real, ain't nothing fabricated (Facts) Spitting in the
Feds' face, know I'm being investigated (Woah) You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga (Nothing) You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga (Nothing) You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga (You ain't nothing) You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga Yeah, Machine bitch, I
keep the
TEC close Drop more steroids, they waiting on their next dose (Ha) Twenty chains on, feel like my neck broke Hate rappers, real street niggas who I
respect most (Salute) Shorty got the
.40 in his Moncler (Uh-huh) Sixteen whipping deuces while his mom's there (We wild) Newspaper on the
windows, ain't no blinds there Smoke a
blunt of the
sour to get my mind clear (Wooh) Can't name one nigga that I
fear (Yeah) I
got hit, it ain't one nigga that I
spared (Hahaha) It's my year, one of the
illest niggas heard in nine years (Uh-huh) Christopher Wallace mixed with Nassir (Bump to it) Yeah, I'm top tier, shit is not fair Out on Melrose, this Lamborghini that I
steer (Vroom) My niggas move the
ye' for the
low We whacking everything, I
told Murda just say it's a
go (Brrrr) Machine bitch You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga (Nothing) You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga (Nothing) You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga (You ain't nothing) You ain't nothing, you ain't nothing like me nigga