Nothing Like Me

Lyrics

[Intro: Joe Blow] Hello? It's for the store Swear to God Check a real nigga out [Verse 1: Joe Blow] Pluggin' up this money counter, finna count up this loot A hundred grand for my daughter, ride around in a coupe It's G-Lock, it's one up top, a thirty round in it too My Asian bitch just got in town and knocked her down in a fluke Exclusive reversible, this clip is interchangeable too I don't converse with rats, and niggas still be hangin' with dude My bitch just brought me twenty stacks, put a change to my boo I got my passport and packs, I'm on the plane to Peru From Nip the Crip, the tip of Five-SeveN bullets is blue And fuck the boys and blew they mad that they was bullied in school I had to modify this Glock, and plus, I fullied it too But ever since Jack passed, I never fully regrouped Now all these groupies groupin' up and tryna stop my shine Spent eighty on this Audemar, so how it's not my time? Ho, I'm pimpin', takin' care of bitches not my job And if you ain't a man of business, nigga not my mob I swear to God [Chorus: ShredGang Mone] Came from the struggle (Naw), you ain't did what I did (You ain't did what I did) You ain't cut from the cloth 'cause you don't live how I live ('Cause you don't live how I live) You ain't respected in places, you ain't been where I've been You ain't nothin' like me (Naw), and it is what it is You ain't came from the struggle, you ain't did what I did (You ain't did what I did) You ain't cut from the cloth 'cause you don't live how I live (You don't live how I live) You ain't respected in places, you ain't been where I've been (Nigga, Shred) You ain't nothin' like me, and it is what it is [Verse 2: ShredGang Mone] I had to pull my pistol out so I can get what I want Help my mama with the bills so we can keep us at home I got deeply involved, so I gotta keep me a pole Yeah, I smile a lot, but I can't leave my demons alone Lost Dots to some shit and it was eatin' me whole Tryna get anybody, niggas thinkin' I'm wrong (Yeah) Anybody in my way, then I'm pickin' 'em off Swing the Draco back and forth like I was playin' lacrosse Mind right now sayin' that my time right now (This my time right now) This a plain-gold presi', so it's not gon' shine (No, it's not gon' shine) Used to call me lil' bro, I'm the honcho now If I was locked in the box, they couldn't stop my grind Throwin' salt, better know that's them shots gon' fly If she ain't tryna check a bag, then she not my type He get to barkin' on the 'net, then this Glock gon' bite There's some things you play with, one is not your life The biggest Shred