Just Like My Neighbors lyrics
by GlockBoyz TeeJaee
[Intro]
All-white neighbor—
(Mushk made this)
Yeah
All-white neighborhood, I'm they favorite n*gga
Come on
Yeah
[Chorus]
All-white neighborhood, and I'm they favorite n*gga (And I'm the favorite n*gga)
I know they wonderin' how I do it, I'm just gettin' chicken (But I'm just gettin' money)
Wake up in the 'burbs, then I pull up to the trenches (I pull up to the trenches)
Baby, I'm just like my neighbors, I hate these n*ggas
Louis Vuitton and my b*tch match my fly
Exotic weed, dead n*ggas in the blunts, we gettin' high
My b*tch bad, n*ggas probably chase your whip when shе ride by
She gave mе neck 'cause she was bleedin', I ain't runnin' stop signs (I ain't runnin' stop signs), yeah
Money stuffed inside my jeans, this sh*t talkin' to me
That ass fat, I hear it once, and let her talk to Fully
I just want the money, I just want the cake, n*gga, sock it to me
She gave me neck while we was parked, had to throw on my hoodie
I'm from the ghetto, the slums not my neighbors, it's doctors
n*ggas actin' like they gettin' real money, you can stop it
I can wake up when I want to, spend a couple thousand shoppin'
My neighbor asked me where I work, now it's time to change the topic (Now it's time to change the topic)
[Chorus]
All-white neighborhood, and I'm they favorite n*gga (I'm the favorite n*gga)
I know they wonderin' how I do it, I'm just gettin' chicken (sh*t, I'm just gettin' money)
Wake up in the 'burbs, then I pull up to the trenches (And I pull up to the trenches)
Baby, I'm just like my neighbors, I hate these n*ggas (I hate these n*ggas)
[Verse 2]
Put her out and gave her right back to the streets (Yeah, right back to the streets)
I ain't into broke hoes, I'd just pay you just to leave
Just got a message from the plug, he text my phone and said, "A ki'"
That mean them B's in, if you ain't buyin' one, you gotta leave (n*gga)
Still'll get my hands dirty if it's worth it
You can't keep callin' my phone, baby, I'm trappin', I'm workin'
I feel like Curch, I'm in the mountains, phone rollin', ain't no service
When you the type to get evicted, I pay in full before the notice
I'm out the way, my house big, get some gas and pull up on me
Black family across the street, I think the daddy play with Kobe (Yeah)
I done ran my bank up, I f*ck around and grab an OD
Rassel guns for the killers and get the young n*ggas a stollie
They like, "What you do for a living?" I play games just like Sony
They don't know I made it happen, ticket off rappin', now I'm loaded (Come on)
[Chorus]
All-white neighborhood, and I'm they favorite n*gga (And I'm the favorite n*gga)
I know they wonderin' how I do it, I'm just gettin' chicken (But I'm just gettin' money)
Wake up in the 'burbs, then I pull up to the trenches (I pull up to the trenches)
Baby, I'm just like my neighbors, I hate these n*ggas
Louis Vuitton and my b*tch match my fly
Exotic weed, dead n*ggas in the blunts, we gettin' high
My b*tch bad, n*ggas probably chase your whip when she ride by
She gave me neck 'cause she was bleedin', I ain't runnin' stop signs (I ain't runnin' stop signs), yeah