This Ain’t Like You lyrics

Nadiem what the f*ck is going on man
Big doe beezy checking in man
Big oh really
Hold my weight man
That's all I know how to do man
Ya dig, oh really

I get in my bag, did it solo with some lonely nights
I don’t need that money baby
Lately this a lonely life
b*tch I'm from a land where we gon'
See through all those phony lies

f*ck yo clout b*tch, get out them clouds b*tch

I’m like ugh, aye b*tch, yeah b*tch
Don't test me
Like sit the f*ck back b*tch, like b*tch
You ain't steppin' with me
Rooting for you b*tch
But sit the f*ck back b*tch
Like sit the f*ck back down if you ain't steppin' b*tch

Baby I'm discrete
Ima pull up to the crib and beat her cheeks
Then I'll leave
She a mom I took the babies gummy treats
I put one back in the box so lil man got something to eat
f*ck you mean
Left the wrapper so the dad could see receipts
She been cheating, she been counting calories but
I still gave her something to eat
She a f*cking snake so I don’t kiss her
With them cobra teeth, f*ck you mean
Yeah she for the streets
She can’t f*ck with me cause I see past a hoe
That's a pro in the sheets

Ima lover boy don’t wake the demon up
They ask me for some money
I just told em all I'm broke
Yeah I'm a Cleveland baby but
I know I'm on my own

(Aye Naydeum this isn’t like you)
b*tch my names Nadiem

I get in my bag, did it solo with some lonely nights
I don't need that money baby
Lately this a lonely life
b*tch I'm from a land where we gon'
See through all those phony lies

f*ck yo clout b*tch, get out them clouds b*tch

I don't need to talk about my money did it once I
Bought my mom a house I had to
Brag about it once cause
I was sniffing socks in the hallways to see which ones
Was the cleanest I'm a broke kid from Cleveland
That came from nothing

I would say I can't believe I got this far but I belive it
I stayed in the back and worked my ass off
f*ck em, they ain't see it
I stay to myself cause I don't want you waking up my demons

I work my ass off I'm just too grown to address that sh*t

What they know about hitting back, Plastic bags for cold
Wiping plaque off in the bathroom
Brushing my teeth with a napkin hoe
Pens and needles pens around me
I just f*cking told em no
I f*cked around, got my degree
Got my fam out that f*cking hole
Ima lover boy don't wake the demon up
They ask me for some money
I just told em all I'm broke
Yeah I'm a Cleveland baby but
I know I'm on my own
(Aye Naydeum this isn't like you)
The f*ck up b*tch


I get in my bag, did it solo with some lonely nights
I don't need that money baby
Lately this a lonely life
b*tch I'm from a land where we gon'
See through all those phony lies

f*ck yo clout b*tch, get out them clouds b*tch

I'm like ugh, aye b*tch, yeah b*tch
Don't test me
Like sit the f*ck back b*tch, like b*tch
You ain't steppin' with me
Rooting for you b*tch
But sit the f*ck back b*tch
Like sit the f*ck back down if you ain't steppin' b*tch

Y'all don't get used to this
I'm bout to go listen to an audio book after this