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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Webbie
Webbie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Varnard Allen
Jeremy Varnard Allen
Songwriter
Webster Gradney Jr.
Webster Gradney Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mouse On tha Track
Mouse On tha Track
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What's up, Webbie, truly and trilly, know what I'm sayin'?
My little soldier, your little soldier, his little soldier, they little soldier
This somebody's little ****, just like me, boy
You gon' be just like me, boy
[Verse 2]
Woke up cryin', I'm pissed again
Bad ass hollerin', need milk again
Fix you a bottle, put it in your hand
You down that bitch like a fifth of Hen'
We wild alike, we smile alike
They be like, "Boy, you and your child alike"
Couldn't even walk, try to take my mic
Soon as you got to walkin', went straight to fightin'
And I take you to your people 'cause they like to see you
They always check your pockets right before you leave
I be like, "Goddamn, he only three"
Boy, you a straight G and you get it from me
I drop the top, turn up the beat
And you bob your head, I hit the weed
Like father, like son and we'll hit the streets
Little ****, you gon' be just like me
Hell, yeah, I'm a good dad but I don't know if that's good or bad
So many **** don't like my ass
I wouldn't be surprised lightnin' strike my ass
Boy, you act just like my ass
Don't none of these hoes done excite my ass
Put the money to the front and the hoes to the back
And the **** to the side and keep it like that
[Verse 3]
I be like, "Oh, yeah" (You gon' be just like me)
Sometimes I get scared (You gon' be just like me)
You gon' end up dead (You gon' be just like me)
Little ****, fuck that (You gon' be just like me)
They gon' bust your head (You gon' be just like me)
Nah, you gon' bust theirs (You gon' be just like me)
You gon' stack that bread (You gon' be just like me)
You know how you gotta play (You gon' be just like me)
[Verse 4]
To have it in your blood, I know how that felt
You just like me so I don't need no belt
On top, boy, you always gotta see yourself
Fuck them ****, you don't need no help
But bein' like me, you gon' need that there
Keep it 'cause I care, boy, keep it 'cause I swear to God
Killers out there, everywhere
So here, just keep it on your belt 'cause I love you to death
Just 'cause they there, they not friends
You ain't got ends, you ain't got friends
Keep you a rubber for your hot friends
And always put it on before you pop it in
Keep it real, that's the main thing
Some fools change, that's the strange thing
I can't explain, some **** fake
All I can say is just stay safe
Chill, son, I'm for real, son
I promise you only gon' live once
Puttin' you on game while you still young
Got old folks out there still dumb
Tryin' to get rich so you don't have to see
All the dumb shit that I had to see
Still be prepared in case you have to see
'Cause it ain't no tellin' what gon' happen to me
Graduate, you probably should, if I could take it back I probably would
Man, I wasn't even tryin' to do it
Felt like I ain't even have time to do it
Just like the block, got a grind to do
Fuck these ****, ain't a crime to do it
If you think about, your big, 'cause how you're doin'
Life, shit, it ain't really nothin' to it
[Verse 5]
I be like, "Oh, yeah" (You gon' be just like me)
Sometimes I get scared (You gon' be just like me)
You gon' end up dead (You gon' be just like me)
Lil' ****, fuck that (You gon' be just like me)
They gon' bust your head (You gon' be just like me)
Nah, you gon' bust theirs (You gon' be just like me)
You gon' stack that bread (You gon' be just like me)
You know how you gotta play (You gon' be just like me)
[Verse 6]
One thing about it, you should know for sure
You got a daddy that's gon' really gon' go for gold
And I got your back till I go for sure
And I ain't never been played like a ho before
I'm a ho pro on the low-low
And you better not let your mama know
When you get a little older, I'ma show you
I'm a soldier, everybody know me
Keep it rollin', I'ma try
'Fore it's over I'ma have to die
Still you ain't gon' be solo (Why?)
I'ma watch over you from the sky
Better not forget you gotta get it
Hope you ain't never gotta go steal shit
That's real shit and it's trill shit
And, lil' ****, you will rather be real than rich
Lifetime friends? They still done snitch
Distraction, action, weed and pussy
You on now, all these hoes is lookin'
None of this shit come before your sister
Small-ass chick, she done start to thicken
Shit fall off, she start to missin'
Livin' out here, it get hard to listen
Take jailbars if you got detention
Got to defend, it's a way to the finish
Do it like me? I wouldn't recommend it
'Cause they got a lot of space in the penitentiary
And pussy ass **** that'll love to send ya
Talkin' this shit, I be steady grinnin'
You gon' be just like me, I can see it in ya
Guess that's why you my lil' ****
Do it how you want, fuck it, I ain't trippin'
[Verse 7]
I be like, "Oh, yeah" (You gon' be just like me)
Sometimes I get scared (You gon' be just like me)
You gon' end up dead (You gon' be just like me)
Lil' ****, fuck that (You gon' be just like me)
They gon' bust your head (You gon' be just like me)
Nah, you gon' bust theirs (You gon' be just like me)
You gon' stack that bread (You gon' be just like me)
You know how you gotta play (You gon' be just like me)
Written by: J.Allen, W. Gradney
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