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Ayy Get Like Me
Lets Go
Ayy boy, stop lying like you this and that
Hope you don't think you're hard
I ain't trying to be a street ****, the streets ain't got no heart
So much snake shit going on, you can't never let down your guard
Shit I even tried out college boy all of my moves were smart
Once I put this shit in motion, I ain't never gonna give it up
No we can't relate cause you grew up good where I grew up rough
I don't understand why these bitch ass **** be acting tough
I done said it once already, bitch shut the fuck up
Ay man fuck it I'm not finna play i'm a champ
Made a fuck **** cry now his face kind of damp let's go
Already turnt then a bitch so I don't want the light
Just keep me in the lamp on bro
Lock in for real and start chasing your goals
Stop spending money on all these hoes
Must don't know **** I'll go broke before, I sell my soul let's go
Who not the hardest?
I beg to differ now look what you started
I'm not bout to trip if i miss out a party
Won't feel like a miss if I'm standing' on target
Locked 'in the stu silly still goin'narly
Up 5k just off hitting a parlay
Why yall keep showing yall money to all of these ****
These **** not that important
Im sorry not sorry
Ayy boy, stop lying like you this and that
Hope you don't think you're hard
I ain't trying to be a street ****, the streets ain't got no heart
So much snake shit going on, you can't never let down your guard
Shit I even tried out college boy all of my moves were smart
Once I put this shit in motion, I ain't never gonna give it up
No we can't relate
Cause you grew up good where I grew up rough
I don't understand why these bitch ass **** be acting tough
I done said it once already, bitch shut the fuck up
Im working full-time bitch, fuck a break
I be strictly on money shit soon as I wake
No, this shit ain't a race, I got so much stake
If I sell my e-state I'll move out of state by a house
With a lake, have it covered by gates
You got a gun, and you still cupcake
If you saw me in public and I wasn't on nothing
Well, why I repeat it, while with a straight face?
Don't got a car, but gone show off that Drac, ****
Why keep up thugging, you're not getting paid?
You working hard for what? minimum wage
And I'm telling y'all now I belong on the stage
I'm really hoping we on the same page
You can slide all you wan't but ain't nobody safe
**** wan't cloud from this rapper shit
But I'ma get mines from hustle, or work either way
Ayy, boy, stop lying like you this and that
Hope you don't think you're hard
I ain't trying to be a street ****
The streets ain't got no heart
So much snake shit going on
You can't never let down your guard
Shit I even tried to college
Boy, all of my moves was smart
Once I put this shit in motion, I ain't never gonna give it up
No, we can't relate
Cause you grew up good where I grew up rough
I don't understand
Why these bitch ass **** be acting tough
I done said it once already, bitch, shut the fuck up
Its Getta
Get like me
Written by: Da Getta