Lyrics
You not like me
You not like me
(D-D-Doughboy, how you make this?)
You get the drop, you don't spin the block, you not like me
Hundred thou' in a couple spots, you not like me
Baby 8 with a hundred shots, you not like me
Like me, dude, you're not like me
You get the drop, you don't spin the block, you not like me
Hundred thou' in a couple spots, you not like me
Baby 8 with a hundred shots, you not like me
Like me, dude, you're not like me
I'ma say anything happened to me was part of God's plan
So every night I talk to him with FN in my hand
Don't think I'm crazy 'cause I don't fear men
And I don't trust a soul, I see friends snaked by friends
I'm thinkin' that we gon' ride 'til the end
But if you leave me while I'm up, then that's the realest shit you did
If I die, who gon' take care of my kids?
Never mind, they'll be straight by then
But it ain't safe where I live
In the place where I live, shit, the good die young
And the rest doin' bids
7.62S, they be swingin' Ks where I live
These young niggas want a body that ain't standin' on business, but
You get the drop, you don't spin the block, you not like me
Hundred thou' in a couple spots, you not like me
Baby 8 with a hundred shots, you not like me
Like me, dude, you're not like me
You get the drop, you don't spin the block, you not like me
Hundred thou' in a couple spots, you not like me
Baby 8 with a hundred shots, you not like me
Like me, dude, you're not like me
You wanna make it through the pain, you better make it make sense
You can either die today, live in a cage, free of rent
I was made in this shit, I was raised with this shit
Mama moved me out the way, but that ain't save me a bit
Me and Nolia hittin' licks before the forties and the sticks
We was pushin' up with six shots, knowin' that we sick now
Time to separate the real from the bitch, yeah
These niggas knowin' that they bitch, yeah
I got a bed full of evil thoughts and my Satan
I been could've fucked your bitch, she still waitin'
In the bed with no drawers
Benz with four doors
Cheap piece hangin', no flaws
Oh Lord, you see me in my city, I'm at least ridin' with fifty
And I know the pigs wanna get me
You think of San Francisco, probably think it's so pretty
Not to mention that them young niggas grimy and gritty, yeah, yeah
You get the drop, you don't spin the block, you not like me
Hundred thou' in a couple spots, you not like me
Baby 8 with a hundred shots, you not like me
Like me, dude, you're not like me
You get the drop, you don't spin the block, you not like me
Hundred thou' in a couple spots, you not like me
Baby 8 with a hundred shots, you not like me
Like me, dude, you're not like me
(Doughboy, how you make this?)
You're not like me
You niggas don't rock like me
No, you not like me
Baby 8 with a hundred shots, you not like me
All of them niggas, though
Free them niggas, though