PEOPLE LIKE ME

(You need People Like Me)

[King Combs]

so you could point your

middle finger and say

there go the bad boyyyyyyy

[Verse: Kanye West]

Them boys poppin'

mad noise,

gon' get what they asked for

You know I pay cash boy,

that don't run in fast, boy

You stealin' the swag, boy,

you coulda just asked for it

Want smoke we could match, boy,

I'm turned to the max, boy

Told you what the facts was,

they gave me the axe, boy

Knew I would bounce back, lord,

'cause you got my back, lord

They tryna aMack, lord,

turn me to a pack, lord

That don't run in fast, boy,

and I don't have to rap, boy

Ye, he a bad boy,

and when I got bapNzed

I said a prayer it went

Lord please don't let me be like these rap guys

(You need People Like Me)

So you could point your middle

finger and say there go the bad guy

[Verse: KingCombs]

Say bye to the bad guy,

the life of a bad boy

This mansion got ten

rooms, it's not on my passport

Guess that's what you mad for,

the plaNnum spoon and fork

My father's a hustler,

it's not my fault that your dad's poor

Can't take your bitch nowhere,

nobody her ass smart

I posted my girl once

and now she all on the tabloids

Two Hundred on my wrist

This matching the dashboard

Free puff 'Nl he back, boy

Yeah, 'Nl he back, boy

Some people got bad blood

Because of my black blood

When they needed our help

They didn't have to ask for it

They didn't have to ask for

Now I got a tax for

Put ice up in my stones

These rocks made out of asteroids

I'm my dad's boy

All that I ask, Lord

I said a prayer it went

Don't turn your back

On my family

like these rap boys

(You need People Like Me)

So you could point your middle finger

And Say there go to bad boy

Bad Boy