NUN LIKE ME

Lyrics

[Intro: EST Gee] ( Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy ) Uh, yeah, yeah [Chorus: EST Gee] Yeah, hold my wrist to the sky, let the dead guys, see I'm still lit A lie, they fake the bond until he died, nobody spent At funerals, they cried two weeks went by, they fucked his bitch Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you don't sling iron or got them bricks Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you ain't put down on somethin' you miss Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you wasn't born broke, but you dyin' rich [Verse 1: EST Gee] Yeah, they see me in the mall but they ain't budge, I had my gun Every time I was findin' two cases, on probation, not on bond On top [?], I'm hidin' Big Bro from the feds, he on the run At five in the mornin', in a five hundred thousand dollar Lamb car hittin' a blunt I'm five million in foreigns and I own everyone, nigga, on my son I'm two–three in the jury, I'm two–three in the mirror And I ain't even want no murder in two–three years, niggas can't be serious I was duckin' the feds and gettin' back for my friends, in case you was curious [Chorus: EST Gee] Yeah, hold my wrist to the sky, let the dead guys, see I'm still lit A lie, they fake the bond until he died, nobody spent At funerals, they cried two weeks went by, they fucked his bitch Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you don't sling iron or got them bricks Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you ain't put down on somethin' you miss Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you wasn't born broke, but you dyin' rich (Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you wasn't born broke, but you dyin' rich) [Verse 2: Mozzy] It's up and I can't let it go Steppas tryna step some more Receiving kites from level four, they need me, I can't tell 'em no Ask 'em, I buy hella phones, Apple pays and hella loans You ain't takin' trips, then we need hella loads and hella poles Tweakers on our linea, yeah, they kept pleadin' for them Yellowstones Rappin', just a hobby for my posse, they got several skulls Forever Skeemin', bless his soul Brudda like a motherfucker, Skeezy on the side of the club, we thuggin' in this motherfucker Word is bond, indicted on new charges, that's gon' hurt his bond GameGod, owe him one, I tossed it, he deserve a lob Sacrifices made, mandatory when you serve the mob First week on the yard, I heard you gave your life to Church and God They ain't nothin' like I 'cause on the dead ones, I'm the first to rock If I could bring back fourth for one of y'all, then I'd reverse the clock Audemar he bussin', came from hustlin', had to work the pot Either you gon' earn or not, my mortgage cost a thirty pot [Chorus: Mozzy & EST Gee] Yeah, hold my wrist to the sky, let the dead guys, see I'm still lit A lie, they fake the bond until he died, nobody spent At funerals, they cried two weeks went by, they fucked his bitch Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you don't sling iron or got them bricks [Refrain: Mozzy & EST Gee] Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you ain't put down on somethin' you miss Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you wasn't born broke, but you dyin' rich Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you ain't put down on somethin' you miss Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you wasn't born broke, but you dyin rich [Outro: Mozzy] ( Saint Joe's always on my mind ) Your life ain't nothin' like mine, you wasn't born broke, but you dyin' rich ( We met under the sun ) ( Saint Joe's always on my mind ) ( We met under the sunshine )