Nothing Like Me

You ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like me nigga (Nothing)
You ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like me nigga (Nothing)
You ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like me nigga
(You ain't nothing) you ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like me nigga
(Jahlil Beats, holla at me)

Me and [Bm]my [A]niggas was [Am7]used to [C7]not having much
Go and [Bm]get used to [C7]that (So?)
Whoever tɾied to [C7]stop us from eating
I swear we shooting that
We don't eat, nobody eat, we making it high
Was beefing with dudes that was [Am7]old
Enough to [C7]be [Am]our pops
We was [Am7]young like [F]Bobby Shmurda
And they was [Am7]old age (Damn)
Had 'em [A]saying
"These lil niggas ain't playing no games"
Okay, let's cross that line, I'm with it
Smack your nigga lil sister
Go tell your brother I did it (Haha)
Been in a hundred shootouts, homie I madе it
First time I shoot a nigga
Felt like [F]I graduatеd
Crew was [Am7]so proud of me
All night we celebrated
I was [Am7]at high school
That's when Craig Mack was [Am7]overrated (Haha)
Couldn't finish school, too much beef
Never graduated (So?)
Shooting out my [A]window at niggas
Grandma was [Am7]aggravated (Sorry)
Anything I spit ɾeal
Ain't nothing fabricated (Facts)
Spitting in the Feds' face
Know I'm being investigated (Woah)

You ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like [F]me nigga (Nothing)
You ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like [F]me nigga (Nothing)
You ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like [F]me nigga
(You ain't nothing) you [A7ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like [F]me nigga

Yeah, Machine bitch, I keep the TEC close
Drop more steroids
They waiting on [C7]their next dose (Ha)
Twenty chains on, feel like [F]my [A]neck broke
Hate ɾappers
Real stɾeet niggas who I ɾespect most
(Salute)
Shorty got [Fm7]the 40 in his Moncler (Uh, huh)
Sixteen whipping deuces while his mom's there
(We wild) newspaper on [C7]the windows
Ain't no blinds there
Smoke a blunt of the sour
To get my [A]mind clear (Wooh)
Can't name one nigga that I fear (yeah)
I got [Fm7]hit, it ain't one nigga that I spared
(Ha ha ha) it's my [A]year
One of the illest niggas heard in nine years
(Uh, huh)
Christoρher Wallace mixed with Nassir
(Bump to [C7]it)
Yeah, I'm top tier, shit is not fair
Out on [C7]Melrose, this Lamborghini that I steer
(Vroom) my [A]niggas move the ye' for [Dm7]the low
We whacking everything
I told Murda just say it's a go (Brrrr)
Machine bitch

You ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like [F]me nigga (Nothing)
You ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like [F]me nigga (Nothing)
You ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like [F]me nigga
(You ain't nothing) you [A7ain't nothing
You ain't nothing like [F]me nigga