Not Like Us

[Intro]
Psst, I see dead people
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    Mustard on the beat, ho

[Verse 1]
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  Ayy,       Mustard on the beat, ho
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Deebo any rap nigga, he a free throw
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Man down, call an amberlamps, tell him, "Breathe,
bro"
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Nail a nigga     to the cross,
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  he walk  around like Teezo
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What's  up with these jabroniass niggas tryna see
Compton?
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  The industry  can hate me,
fuck 'em all and they mama
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How many opps you really got?
I mean, it's too many options
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I'm  finna pass on   this body,
I'm John Stockton

[Chorus]
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  Beat your ass and hide the Bible if God watchin'

[Verse 2]
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  Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas
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Certified boogeyman,
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I'm the one that up the score with 'em
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Walk him down, whole time,
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  I know he got some ho in him
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Pole on him, extort  shit,
bully Death Row on him
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Say, Drake,
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       I hear you like 'em young
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  You better ever go to cell block one
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  To any bitch that talk to him and they in love
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  Just make sure you hide your lil' sister from him

[Verse 3]
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  They tell me Chubbs the only one that get your
handmedowns
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  And Party at  the party playin with his nose now
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  And Baka got a weird case,
why is he around?
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Certified Lover Boy?
Certified pedophiles
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Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, Dot,
fuck 'em up
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Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop,
I' ma do my stuff
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  Why you trollin like a bitch?
Ain't you tired?
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Tryna strike a chord and it's probably A minor

[Chorus]
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[Verse 4]
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          They not like us,
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they not like us,    they not like us
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          They not like us,
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they not like us,    they not like us
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  You think the Bay gon' let you disrespect Pac,
nigga?
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  I think that Oakland show gon' be your last stop,
nigga
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  Did Cole fouI,
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I don't know why you still pretendin
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  What is the owl?
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Bird niggas and bird bitches, go

[Verse 5]
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The audience not dumb
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Shape the stories how you want, hey, Drake,
they're not slow
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Rabbit hole is still deep, I can go further,
I promise
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Ain't that somethin? BRad stands
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for bitch and you Malibu most wanted Ain't no law, boy,
you ball boy,
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fetch Gatorade or somethin Since 2009,
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I had this bitch jumpin
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You niggas' ll get a wedgie,
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be flipped over your boxers
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What OVO for?
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The "Other Vaginal Option"?

[Verse 6]
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Pussy
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Nigga better straighten they posture,
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got famous all up in Compton
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Might write this for the doctorate, tell the pop star,
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  "Quit hidin'"
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Fuck a caption, want action, no accident
And I'm handson, he fuck around,
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get polished

[Bridge]
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Fucked on Wayne girl while he was in jail,
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that's connivin'
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Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin'
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I'm glad DeRoz' came home,
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y'all didn't deserve him neither
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From Alondra down to Central,
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nigga better not speak on Serena
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And your homeboy need subpoena,
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that predator move in flocks
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That name gotta be registered and placed on neighborhood
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watch
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I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock' Yeah,
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it's all eyes
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on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac

[Verse 7]
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Put the wrong label on me,
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I'ma get 'em dropped
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Sweet Chin Music and I won't pass the aux
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How  many stocks do I really have in stock?
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One, two, three, four, five, plus five
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Devil is a lie, he a sixteen nine God,
ayy
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Freakyass niggas need to stay they ass inside
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Roll they ass up like a fresh pack of 'za City is
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back up, it's a must, we outside

[Verse 8]
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          They not like us,
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they not like us,    they not like us
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          They not like us,
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they not like us,    they not like us

[Bridge]
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   Once upon a time,
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all of us was in chains
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Homie still doubled down callin' us some slaves
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Atlanta was the Mecca,
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buildin' railroads and trains
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Bear with me  for a second,
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let me put y'all on game
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The settlers was usin' townfolk to make 'em richer
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Fastforward, twenty twenty four,
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you got the same agenda
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You run  to Atlanta when you need a check balance
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Let me break it down for you,
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this the real nigga challenge

[Verse 9]
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You called Future when you didn't see the club
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Lil Baby helped you get your lingo up
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Twenty one gave you false street cred
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Thug made you feel like you a slime in your head
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Quavo said you can be from Northside
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Two Chainz say you good, but he lied
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You run  to Atlanta when you need a few dollars
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No, you not a colleague,
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you a fuckin' colonizer

[Chorus]
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The famly matter and the truth of the matter
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It was God's plan to show y'all the liar

[Verse 10]
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  He a fan, he a fan, he a fan
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  He a fan, he a fan, he a
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Freakyass nigga, he a sixteen nine God
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Freakyass nigga, he a sixteen nine God
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

[Bridge]
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Freakyass nigga, he a sixteen nine God
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Freakyass nigga, he a sixteen nine God
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life

[Verse 11]
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OVho  
OVho
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Say, "OVho" 
OVho
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Then step this way,   step that way
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Then step this way,   step that way

[Bridge]
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Are you my friend?
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Are we locked in? 
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Then step this way,   step that way
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Then step this way,   step that way

[Outro]
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