this ain't like you - nadiem 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 t**th, 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 t**th 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
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