D-pryde - I Don't Like (Remix) lyrics

Fraud n***as, y'all n***as, that's that sh** I don't like Your sh** make believe, rapping 'bout my own life Real names k** things, that's that sh** I won't write Cause my n***as still selling dope like they ain't on their third strikes Camping out in that corridor, f** you waiting on Jordans for? I middle-man it for 23, just meet me somewhere around Baltimore (Woo!) That's rare n***a, (Woo!) Ric Flair n***a (Woo!) The power's in my hair n***a, (Woo!) I give this beat the chair n***a SoHo or Tribeca, three hoes: trifecta Dope money, hope money, Hublot, my watch better My pen's better, you don't write, trendsetter, you clone-like Pay homage or K's vomit ungrateful n***as, I don't like A f** n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A snitch n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A b**h n***a, that's that sh** I don't like Sneak disser, that's that sh** I don't like (This Chicago, n***a!) They smile in my face is what I don't like They steal your whole sound, that's a soundbite The media crucify me like they did Christ They want to find me not breathing like they found Mike A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite But I never hit a woman never in my life I was in too deep like Mekhi Phifer In that p**y so deep I could have drowned twice Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice Eating good, vegetarian with the brown rice Girls kissing girls, cause it's hot, right? But unless they use a strap-on then they not dykes They ain't about that life, they ain't about that life We hanging out that window it's about to be a Suge night Free Bump J, real n***a for life Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man that n***a nice Shout out to L-E-P, Jay Boogie right? Chief Keef, King Louie, this is Chi, right? right?! A f** n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A snitch n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A b**h n***a, that's that sh** I don't like Sneak disser, that's that sh** I don't like (Young Chop on the beat) Fake Gucci, that's that sh** I don't like Smoking on this dope, higher than a kite This b**h gon' love me now, she gon' let me pipe Screaming Sosa, that's that n***a that I like I don't want relations, I just want one night Cause a thirsty b**h, that's the sh** that I don't like I got tats up on my arm, cause this sh** is life And I stunt so much in clothes, cause I'm living life I come up on the scene, and I'm stealing light b**h I'm high off life, got me feeling right b**h I'm Chief Keef, f** who don't like And b**h we GBE, we just go on sight A f** n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A snitch n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A b**h n***a, that's that sh** I don't like Sneak disser, that's that sh** I don't like We are not one and the same, n***a I'm f**ing insane, f** is you saying? Yo a** been doing the same, sh**, not doing what you saying Dang, I told yo old b**h she was f**ing a lame, turn one ho to a train Blaow, blang, my n***as holding that pain, I just hope you been praying Bang bang, riding for my n***as and that's for life High cla**, I'm just surrounded by these low-lifes And I run this b**h like it's no lights, going hard the whole night Cause I ain't going back to my old life, I promise A f** n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A snitch n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A b**h n***a, that's that sh** I don't like Sneak disser, that's that sh** I don't like I done sold purple, I done sold white Running outta work, that's that sh** I don't like She never let me hit it, she gave me dome twice She blowing up my phone, that's that b**h I don't like Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut Put the pressure on 'em just when they think that I eased up Thirty for the Cuban, 'nother 30 for the Jesus Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, s**as A f** n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A snitch n***a, that's that sh** I don't like A b**h n***a, that's that sh** I don't like Sneak disser, that's that sh** I don't like