YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Dislike Comparisons lyrics

(Tahj Money) oh yeah, I don’t dislike you
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)

You the one they wanna be
They want one just like your smile
We came up from out the streets
We can’t seem to make it out
Help my heart, it’s screamin’ loud
I’m the one prayin’ up that fire
I’m the one that set that fire
They gon’ wanna steal my style

Straight out the room I’m thuggin’
Jumped off the porch and I
Went straight to clutchin’
When I felt pain, I went straight to druggin’
Niggas gon’ hate and these hoes, they lovе me
Victim of murder, I’m missin’ my cousin
I don’t desеrve her, she needin’ yo’ lovin’
Life gotta nigga be feelin’ ain’t nun’ there
For us but jail and constantly burnin’
I’m tryna’ stop from goin’ under
Totin’ that pole, we call it that lumber
Nigga fuck ‘round and get hit with that llama
Put that on my momma, I’m steppin’ on sum
She bringin’ me drama, don’t need her for nun
Around just for the leech
I need me some peace
I been in the house, but I’m movin’ around
I’m droppin’ a bag, I’m still in the streets
(Bitch, what up?) they just wanna be you
That lame shit be see through
They prolly really need you
That’s sum they won’t admit to
They won’t be there for you
They want be just like you
They don’t dislike, whatchu do, they try to

You the one they wanna be
They want one just like your smile
We came up from out the streets
We can’t seem to make it out
Help my heart, it’s screamin’ loud
I’m the one prayin’ up that fire
I’m the one that set that fire
They gon’ wanna steal my style

Takeoff, drank gon’ make me crash the car
Real deal slime, go hard off bars
Xan man came, put the bag in the car
Rich nigga, still be totin’ that raw
Real big clique, five grams in the ‘gar
Brown in the cup, just me and my boys
Smokin’ on propane, nigga I’m the whole thing
Whole ‘lotta cash and I gotta black card
(Woo)
Real love, I ain’t puttin’ on for the bitch
(Let’s go)
Let a nigga come real quick, she’ll switch
Backend came off strong for the clique
Big chain on, nigga, I ain’t no lick
I know they wan’ be like this
That ain’t how to go bout it
Need to quit that hater shit
New fit on, bitch, take a pic

You the one they wanna be
They want one just like your smile
We came up from out the streets
We can’t seem to make it out
Help my heart, it’s screamin’ loud
I’m the one prayin’ up that fire
I’m the one that set that fire
They gon’ wanna steal my style