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dababy - not like us freestyle lyrics

[intro]
people wan’ know why i ain’t runnin’ from nothin’
’cause my momma wit’ the sh_ts, and my big brothers was thuggin’, n_gga
i used to try to thug it wit’ my big brothers, they used to tell me “godd_mn n_gga, nah, h_ll nah, n_gga, take yo’ ass in the house, n_gga, f_ck you doin’, n_gga?”
they’ll let my friend hit the—hit the blunt, n_gga
he—he over here wit’ me
people wonder why i ain’t runnin’ from nothin’
’cause my momma wit’ the sh_ts, and my big brothers was thuggin’, n_gga

[verse 1]
look, sometimes you gotta pop out and punk n_ggas
like, even if my momma f_ck wit’ ya, i wouldn’t f_ck wit’ ya
go ask, n_gga, i wouldn’t share a motherf_ckin’ blunt wit’ ya
and i wouldn’t walk up on me if you ain’t got yo’ motherf_ckin’ gun wit’ ya
i’m blastin’
n_ggas go run they mouth, you see what happеn
n_gga, i’m from the south where wе get active
n_gga gon’ watch his mouth, but we gon’ smash him
we’ll get on yo’ ass like we some khakis, on some west coast sh_t
n_ggas ain’t like me, n_gga

[interlude]
haha
yeah, n_ggas is not like us
n_ggas is not like us
[verse 2]
n_ggas ain’t like me, dope boy, white t, fitted hat
i was shootin’ cr_ps and playin’ spades when you played pitty pat
i was taught a n_gga put his hands on you, then hit him back
and if he actin’ like he wanna put his hands on you, then hit him first
i was hoppin’ out wit’ trash bags, them b_tches full of work
you can ask the last few n_ggas that played wit’ me, they’ll tell you bullets hurt
and i ain’t talkin’ about the pews that you sit in but i got that wooden church
if a church shooter come walk in the sanctuary, i bet i put him down
i’m the one that up the score on n_ggas, that’s why i’m still in town
i’ll get on yo’ ass all by myself and make you simmer down
n_gga, you the type to meet the f_ckin’ plug and try to steal a pound
when you could’ve got a hunnid on the face, but you a stupid n_gga
they ain’t gon’ play wit’ me when they see me ’cause i’ma shoot the n_gga
ever since i was three, they hate on me, i’m kinda used to n_ggas
they callin’ the god d_mn phone all through the night; i’m out in houston wit’ a five
go against bossman, i’ll boosie n_ggas

[interlude]
believe that, n_gga

[verse 3]
point behind the tint, n_gga, don’t ever pull beside me
all them guns in yo’ pics, n_gga, is you ever gon’ get a body?
i grab her by her neck and look in her eyes whenever she ride me
this ain’t karate kid, i put that iron on mr. miyagi
this ain’t for college kids, somebody gon’ die in here if they try me
i’m one of the coldest rappers out here that’s alive, but they tryna hide me
i was gettin’ fo’ hunnid thousand dollars a show and they still couldn’t buy me
i’ll leave one of these b_tch_ass n_ggas right here on the flo’, that’s on my momma
these n_ggas ain’t nothin’ like her baby, i be poppin’ this sh_t for my daughter
these n_ggas ain’t nothin’ like they daddy, i be poppin’ this sh_t for my niece
these n_ggas ain’t nothin’ like they unc’, i’ma make the f_ckin’ news every time they f_ck wit’ me or touch me
on my motherf_ckin’ brother, n_gga
block a b_tch, delete her motherf_ckin’ number
i ain’t finna talk to you ’til the end of motherf_ckin’ summer
these n_ggas sports bettin’, talkin’ ’bout the over and under
i used to score extra, come get fo’, i’ll throw you another
n_gga, my life gta, i’m really livin’ the way i wanna
ready to shoot like sga, i ride wit’ two, you know it’s thunder
keep it too, b_tch, you ain’t stepped on sh_t
i’ma keep on trippin’ ’cause i’m slept on
the rawest n_gga wit’ a microphone and some headphones
when i catch a n_gga, they gon’ say that we did him dead wrong
got a pocket full of big blue hunnid’s, but i’m still f_ckin’ wit’ a redbone
that f_ckin’ ’round wit’ me bad for you baby, better off doin’ heroin
and she know i like to get head from her, gettin’ head better when her hair long
i’m paranoid, i pull the pistol out and point it at you if you stare long
a b_tch got ’bout two weeks for me to care, ’cause i don’t really care long
i would tell you ask the last n_ggas that played wit’ me, but they’re gone
them n_ggas done caught a flat and they can’t come back, i guess they spare gone
i’ma finna fly out to lax and go have me some grammy s_x
and smoke on me some cali’ weed wit’ a pistol in my gallery
i’m tryna see ’bout her friend who wanna f_ck, so now she mad at me
play wit’ me, it’s (fah, fah, fah), another casualty, doa
i don’t do no cashapp, send that to my boa
once a f_ckin’ month, i send a zelle to get my bm straight
n_gga play wit’ me, gon’ play in h_ll, b_tch, i don’t even play
wit’ kids that ain’t my family, n_gga, see me and they ask me, n_gga
[outro]
n_ggas wonder why i ain’t runnin’ from nothin’
’cause my last name kirk and my big brothers was thuggin’, n_gga
yeah
another demonstration
uh
that’s my baby

- dababy lyrics

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