Gangthelabel - Non Like 'Em lyrics

[Verse 1 - $paceJam Jaye] Heavy reefer puffer, I'm a fresh a** motherf**er And your b**h want my number, I just f** her, I don't trust her Now that b**h a run up, number one stunner Out this world, out in space, SpaceJam Wesley Cruncher You ain't ever gotta wonder, you a lame, that's a bummer Get all the swag you get mustard, coming for the bread and bu*ter Every lame, they shall suffer, they gon hate me, every summer This the gang, those my brothers, I can bet my n***as tougher And your girl is undercover, I'm the man, word to mother Got these b**hes going under, got me masked up like a (?) You a s**er, she a lover, not a word, she will utter And my words make you shut up, there will never be another, uh [Bridge - $paceJam Jaye] Flip it, stack it, re-up, and my n***as do the same thing I swear my n***as know we just out here, out here, out here trynna maintain Gotta get the money it's the only way the only way the only way I stay sane Got the kush & the diesel smoking loud, while you steady smoking plain jane [Verse 2 - Kuston] I ain't strapping but I'm never lacking cuz I'm always loaded I ain't selling homie, ain't no telling on me, but that sh** I'm on got me a fellon on me You can smell it on me all the time, Kuston chiefing heavy never no reggie on me I'm about the green green green, damn it almost seem like I turned into abolone Man I'm always rolling stoned, that's just how I rock, motherf** the cops, yeah I said it Keep hanging around squares, chance you prolly won't make it out the block, you'll never get it I'm a young God, young Gates, young Jobs, f** the odds, shorty I'mma make it I swear they ain't ever wanna give it to me so I stepped my game up and I had to get it man I'm outta here [Hook - Kuston] Aye you know I don't like 'em, I don't like 'em Man I guess I ain't never been nothing like 'em All I see is lame a** people, just the same a** people That's why I don't f** with non of them, I never been one of them, it's just I don't like 'em I don't like 'em Man I guess I ain't never been nothing like 'em All I see is lame a** people, just the same mad people That's why I don't f** with non of them, I never been one of them, it's just [Verse 3 - Dro] They know I'm putting on for the trademark Surrounded by flowers until they grow up on my graveyard Show up on your radar, don't take part where lames are Don't care about no disstracks, don't diss back, I disregard I'm heavy reefer cheefin when the day start With the bandana round my head like I'm Willy Nelson Jr Anyway I'm ready straight headed for the facecards Lamborghini racecars, all I need is eight bars, harsh [Hook 2 - Dro] Aye I tell a b**h bounce I don't want no damn lames around my section I don't like 'em Get the f** out my direction, hoe got damn it I'm just flexing Dropping sauce on em, splurging, get them lames from round here Them people make me nervous tell em bounce [Hook 2 - Kuston] I don't want no damn lames around my section I don't like 'em Get the f** out my direction, hoe god damn it I'm just flexing I drop the sauce on em splurging, get the f** from round here Them people make nervous tell em bounce [Outro - Gucci Mane]