Omelly - Ain't Me lyrics

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Omelly - Ain't Me lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama] Alright lets be clear They might of done a thing or two But there track record in the streets is "Ain't Like Me" They ain't me [Hook: Meek Mill] Ain't me, ain't me, these p**y a** n***as ain't me Got a couple main hoes that I'm f**ing round with But this one bad b**h you can't see And all my n***as get straight to the money, these stones all clear HD And my DC chain shine bright, shine bright with my gold AP Ain't me, ain't me, these p**y a** n***as ain't me Got a couple real n***as that I'm f**ing round with Can't come round a n***a ain't see And them bricks still sell them for the high My n***a in the drop top birds ain't cheap These n***as still sell the work Tell 'em work ain't that easy [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Ain't me, ain't me, these p**y a** n***as ain't me These p**y a** n***as can't come to my hood Cause you p**y a** n***as ain't me I got all these shooters that's down for the cause And they all get money like me And, and I still ride around my hood Quarter milli on a n***a white tee And yall n***as still hating on it, still hating on it Talking what they gonna do to me But I'm strapped up & I'm waiting on it These n***as ain't built like that These n***as get k**ed like that Running 'round my name in their mouth Banana clips get peeled like that And they wonder why I feel like that Cause every other month I make a mill like that Took my whole family up out that hood Set 'em all nice in the hills like that, sh** real like that You ain't gotta like my sh**, paid for the flow, I don't write my sh** Better pray to God I don't like your b**h Cause if she catch eye then she might get hit! Woah! [Hook] [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I'm a real a** n***a and I've been like that Day one and I ain't gone change In the hood n***a act a little different when I come through Cause a n***a got a little change Little p**y a** n***a don't test no n***a Cause if he do then its gone be flames That 40 gone go bang bang Them n***as might say my name My young n***as got rollies on b**hes got them Birkins on My trigger finger been itchin' My patients short, but my money long Its levels to this sh** for real Boy I'm dream chasing tryna see a hundred M's Got the plug on deck if I wanna go back Put work in the trap what you know about that Pillow talking to ya ho hating on a n***a f** around lose ya ho like that Ain't me, ain't me, these rapping a** n***as, ain't me Only f** with real n***as like Meek (What up meek?) You ain't CMG or DC [Hook] [Verse 3: Omelly] Ain't me, these p**y a** n***as ain't me Gettin' money my day ones you know we reppin' DC Cousin dropped that bag on you, I k** you n***as for free I got all this money on me, I got all these hundreds on me ho Backin' up in this Panamera with some rich a** hoes Started off with a quarter ounce, had to get that dough Flip them, move circles on them like Tic Tac Toe Hoes ready they f**ing s**ing on the get set go [Hook] [Outro: DJ Drama] I guess we can't tell you enough What you do won't make you me Truthfully some of you n***as need to get some sleep Your dreams aren't manifesting correctly