"Just Like Me" lyrics

[Blade Brown:]
It's epic every single time I wrap a G
I get it every single time I wrap a G
Paper growing rapidly, I'm nothing like these rappers B
Really in the street, now tell me, tell me where these rappers be
I ain't a baller, baller, but I just got bored of orders
Took a flight to Bora Bora, you couldn't afford this aura
These rap niggas just copy flows
I'm too busy in this kitchen turning one into two, nigga I copy O's
Let me show you how I do things
Took a flight to Flight Club to buy some new things
Blowing white paper like blue slims
I live a double life my G cause I've got two SIM's
And you should see me whipping that hard
Ten out of ten, I should get a Michelin star
I'm cutting through the city in the latest model
Cutting through the city with the latest model

[G FrSH:]
Money in the bank and my house O.T
Big black whip and a yellow Rollie
Grown ass boys with big women on we
When I grow up I'm tryna be just like me
Nigga just like, nigga just like
When I grow up I'm tryna be just like me
Nigga just like, nigga just like
When I grow up I'm tryna be just like me

You could catch me down south with that collard green
Cause I sold food
Feeling like money in the strip club, it's the way I make O's move
Not quite the Lamborghini Murci but I've had a few bold coupes
These niggas still catching trains
I'm in the Range with Jimmy Choo shoes
And any bitch that I choose, she could be yours nigga I'm sorry
I'm that slate, I'm that rock, got my boot looking like a quarry
Them houses looking like forests
Who said money don't grow on trees?
I'm a cash cow nigga, dairy me
We make cheese, still making cheese
But that don't mean that I spread it
With every other nigga I know
If you never helped me make this bread
Why the fuck would I break it for?
Get my cake and I like it whole
Share my hoes but not my O's
See these niggas tryna boo, tell the bouncer they're tryna roll
Leave a robber in the woods dead and buried
I ain't got time for little teefs, I ain't a tooth fairy
Hope you hear me clearly, no you don't have to fear me
But I've got some baby cannons like my name's Mariah Carey

Money in the bank and my house O.T
Big black whip and a yellow Rollie
Grown ass boys with big women on we
When I grow up I'm tryna be just like me
Nigga just like, nigga just like
When I grow up I'm tryna be just like me
Nigga just like, nigga just like
When I grow up I'm tryna be just like me