They Not Like Us

We gone keep it going

The Daye and Night grind
Stop playing with me, let's go!

Was born to conquer, could never trampled
I'm really deep in my bag
like a camel and a saddle

It's rare to see me rattled
Don't make peace with a demon
War time, got em in a grapple
Living Water free
And I'm sippin it
Like a Snapple

Put my flesh in the gravel
Bold, far from a coward
I'm picking my own flowers

The game need a clean up
And I'm the one for the job
Not a prob, bury competition
Like grounding Rods

I go over their heads like Lamar bombs
Wish they could be better
Not possible with the fairly Odds

I'm bout action, yeah talk is cheap
Let the rightous rise
We run the game like jet sweeps
I'm very far from fraud, I'm the real sheep
With a heart of lion
With snake blood on my teeth

I've been given true authority
Im tryna be humble and leave the ways that's harming me

Pardon me

As I go

Better myself And better my health
And better my wealth
And better my stealth

Cause I be out the way I be low key
No time for partying
I'm tryna cop some house keys
Seven figures racked up
With a court in the crib please

Been grinding they don't gotta clue
They need to call Steve

They calling me a legend
I'm feeling like DMX
Revival in my DNA
The flow can really resurrect

Excommunicated all the BS
Do my own stunts like BMX
Made a solider like weapon X

Got a little buzz, work hard the skill finesse
Most rappers know they ain't touching me
Like a hornet nest
If I throw a shot
Most would be reluctant to contest
Packing heavy ammo
Like HGA better wear a vest

Yeah

Talk to em

Ay, tell em

Look, They not like us, they not like, uh
They not like us

Ay, they not like us
They not like ugh, they not like us

Ay, JDaye!



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Daye
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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