Tone $mee 123 - Like Me

Ye-ah Ye-ah Ye-ah Ah ah ah ah
Ye-ah Ye-ah Ye-ah Ah ah
U can catch me on dat grind grind
Money on my mind mind
Stayin on my dime dime
Man I ain’t got time time
I’m tryna shine shine
Deze broke niggaz ain’t my kind kind
Dey ain’t on no grind grind
Between me and dem it’s a fine line
Can’t see it u must be blind blind
Dat’s why I keep dat nine nine
A crab in a bucket tryna climb climb
N niggaz always tryna pull me down
But I ain’t gon let em let em tho
Dat’s why I came back wit a betta flow
U can let em let em know
I’m here n’ ain't got no where to go
So u might as well get use to me
Ridin up slick so u can see
Dis right here was meant to be
Dat’s why I do it so gruesomely
Wit dat flip-flop paint on dat drop top thang
Big ass rims on dat cop watched frame
Get’n dat money cuz I know y’all ain't
If I can’t do it nobody can
A G say no to a big bag of change
Man u know dat nigga strange
Take him back down memory lane
We don’t even know why dat nigga came
Tell me man am I the blame
Just cuz y’all ain’t got my name
Wanna do it like this but u know u can’t
Wanna be me but u know u ain’t
Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh
Cuz Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh
Cuz Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh
Cuz Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh
When y’all see me off in dat ride ride
I kinda glide glide man I ain’t lyin lyin
Feel like I’m flyin flying
Sippin on dat fine wine money multiplyin plyin
Neva take no shorts
Becuz dem shorts’ll break a niggaz pocket down
Man joe I ain’t made fa no
Broke broke pockets tryna scrape fa dough
Dat's why I make dat paper flow
Rainy day’s I hate em so
I spend a lot of time tryna elevate
Loosen up da game let it calibrate
When it come back it’s a hella plate
Niggaz in da click eatin hella steak
Bitches on da dick man tell em wait
We gettin dat money in real estate
When we get dat money straight
Wit dem hoes we celebrate
N dat’s da way da game go da same o same o
Wit a little bit of dis a little bit of dat n a big ass bank roll
Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh
Cuz Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh
Cuz Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh
Cuz Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh
To u niggaz out here eyein eyein
Schemin up on mine mine
Thinkin I ain’t eyeing mine
U gone be dyin tryin
When dey start to flyin flyin
Everybody hit da ground ground
We ain’t gon leave
Until we hear we dem police sirens sound
Or we can beat ya down
Fist to fist til ya leakin clown
Whateva way u wanna get it down
Come on wit it cuz we get down
We don’t run run
We don’t hide hide
We ain’t scared scared
Just let it ride ride
Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Naw Like Me Eh Ehh
Cuz Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh
Cuz Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh
Cuz Ain’t Nobody In Ya Hood Like Naw
Nobody Dat Ya Know Like Naw
Nobody In Da World Like Naw
Like Like Me Naw Eh Ehh

Written by:
Antonio Smith

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