QuaDear - Like Me lyrics

[Intro: Lino Hayez] Can't spit like me, you ain't sh** like me But I see you trying to get like me You don't like me but your b**h like me All up on my dick better get wifey [Verse 1: Lino Hayez] Jays on my feet bandana tied roun' my leg Gold cubano link on my neck Tell my n***as quit the b**hin' we gon peak in a sec Got no reason to stress best believe im the best Word to jesus im blessed Got them g's in my set, Couple g's in my sweats Checks be lookin' like a doctor bill Gotta whole lotta' money in my pockets like im Doctor Phil My kick game sick Lionel Messi on the soccer field Your sh** wack like a mobster k** I be down for whatever whenever no matter the weather My n***as gon chase after cheddar We chase and erasing the debtors Im only concerned about raising my bread up Coppin that Martin that Maison Margiela Headlining shows rock the stage at coachella Getting dumb pay a n***a gotta get it some way Peep my n***as got hammers, my click is bananas When the money running low hit a lick off a scammer Im down with the sh**s for the glitz and the glamour Taking over sh** n***a im the new cancer Haven't you heard n***a im the new cancer Yeah n***a im the new cancer Haven't you heard n***a im the new cancer Couple bad b**hes giving head i'm the head of the street Other n***as can't compare em to me Im everthing you not plus i'm smoother Rocking some gear with the head of medusa We them young n***as you better get used to b**h im the present the past and the future f** all the rumors you lose with the losers I move with the movers we smooth on manuevers Your b**h love the man n***a Musa [Hook: Lino Hayez] Step up in the party b**hes looking like im all that Riding Round my town with rowdy n***as and they all strapped I been getting money hitting honeys what you call that n***a what you call that Since I done got my paper up these pros all on my ball sack I don't love these b**hes man these b**hes need to fall back Probably f** you once and leave you hoping that I call back But I don't even call back what you call that [Verse 2: Lino Hayez] You can't spit like me you ain't sh** like me I see you tryna get like me You don't like me but your b**h like me All up on my dick better get wtfey Moving on the low cause a snitch might see All gold slugs man them sh**s icey Herringbone chain and them kicks nike Skinny sweatpants with a crisp white tee Always getting money got a rich physche You a b**h hypebeast ain't sh** like me I'm the man and these n***as tryna imitate n***a doing shows all up in ya state getting cake Riding round town speeding down the interstate Never hit the brake n***a f** a bitter jake I only wanna f** b**h f** a dinner date Will never be that n***a that be getting played Professional pimp walked around dressedd with a limp Sporting the best looking b**h and treat her like she ain't nothing That's some real sh** boy i ain't stunting And a n***a don't flex no more Ain't trying to impress no who*e Don't want no materialistic a** b**h I want a nice girl who been through some sh** Who gonna be around if im broke or rich That's on some sh** Never met a n***a worth impressing As long as im true to myself I don't care if i'm first or i'm second The devil disgusing your curse as a blessing Taking my chances and learning my lesson Loving my life man my birth is a blessing Ain't nothing change bout my thought or my message This just the first time you heard me express it [Hook: Lino Hayez] x2 Step up in the party b**hes looking like im all that Riding Round my town with rowdy n***as and they all strapped I been getting money hitting honeys what you call that n***a what you call that Since I done got my paper up these pros all on my ball sack I don't love these b**hes man these b**hes need to fall back Probably f** you once and leave you hoping that I call back But I don't even call back what you call that