[Chorus]
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
I just tell em that they can’t be me (they can’t be me)
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
I just tell em that they can’t be me (they can’t be me)
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
'Cause I know you can’t do what I do (No)
You don’t know what I been through (No)
And you can’t walk a mile in my shoe (No)
And you ain't got a dime ass boo
You wanna just show off
I be all work, no talk
You just wanna get paid off
I don’t ever take days off (I need to know)
[Verse 1]
Now they be telling me that god got his hands on you
And that you be wantin' to choosin' feud
They be telling me that god got a plan for you
Weather show me 'cause I don’t know what to do
I just stay on the grinding hard, working my ass off
And never be worried about the blessings (No)
Got to be patient 'cause he gon' be forever testin'
I'ma stick the memorials and I got a make a confession
I used to be in it for the money and the fame and the fast life
Only holla at a hunny if her ass right
So much drama with the police and the flashlights
Now I got 'em yelling that's right
Now I’m up forever, take the paper route
Pull up in the type of shit to take the neighbors out
Pull up in the type of shit to bring the haters out
On my own thing, I don't give a fuck what they about
And when it come to styles I got a variety
And when it come to being me don’t even try to be
'Cause I come at yo head boy if you lie to me
And leave you part of the dead poet society
And let 'em know
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
I just tell em that they can’t be me (they can’t be me)
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
I just tell em that they can’t be me (they can’t be me)
They can’t be me (they can’t be me)
'Cause I know you can’t do what I do (No)
You don’t know what I been through (No)
And you can’t walk a mile in my shoe (No)
And you ain't got a dime ass boo
You wanna just show off
I be all work, no talk
You just wanna get paid off
I don’t ever take days off (I need to know)
[Verse 1]
Now they be telling me that god got his hands on you
And that you be wantin' to choosin' feud
They be telling me that god got a plan for you
Weather show me 'cause I don’t know what to do
I just stay on the grinding hard, working my ass off
And never be worried about the blessings (No)
Got to be patient 'cause he gon' be forever testin'
I'ma stick the memorials and I got a make a confession
I used to be in it for the money and the fame and the fast life
Only holla at a hunny if her ass right
So much drama with the police and the flashlights
Now I got 'em yelling that's right
Now I’m up forever, take the paper route
Pull up in the type of shit to take the neighbors out
Pull up in the type of shit to bring the haters out
On my own thing, I don't give a fuck what they about
And when it come to styles I got a variety
And when it come to being me don’t even try to be
'Cause I come at yo head boy if you lie to me
And leave you part of the dead poet society
And let 'em know
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