Kenyadda - Just Like You Lyrics

Who the niggas want to be? It's Yadda
Who the ladies want to see? It's Yadda
Plain and simple, I give you the soul they said was lacking
My niggas see me in the booth like damn he blacken
Old rappers start packing, new niggas just lacking
Want the whole enchilada can't break this shit in fractions
Just give me a year nigga, I swear that i'm taxing
These dudes is lame too, I swear they all braxtons
With this LP, I'm gone, I lost them
If rap don't pan out, I'm still gone blossom
I'm still that same cat, collard greens and jiffy mix
They like kenn all you do is smash dixie chicks
And all the other clown things they'll probably hit me with
Durag at the grammy's and forget we rich
Forget the awards I'm me to the grave
Its 2018 they treat us like some hebrew slaves
But, I got ten years plus, to make more bucks
And make mt. rush, my team robust
My team straight flush, If I go glow up my whole team glow up
No more cold cuts for us
You swear she the one thats old nuts for us
Take whatever that you drinking doc and pour us up
Not to now but to the future, i'm gone like a booster (Yadda baby)
They want to rap and make soul beats Just like you
Just like you, Just like you
They want to rap and make soul beats Just like you
Just like you, Just like you
They want to rap and make soul beats Just like you
Just like you, Just like you
They want to rap and make soul beats Just like you
But they just not you, Just like you
I use to want to be Ye, wanna be Nell, Wanna be Kobe
Just wanting a ship and hoping I sale
I'm giving the game nigga for free 99
In the same climate where record sales decline
Second place all my life, being nice my only vice
Trying to give these niggas jams while I document my life
Only rights I got is copy, they just shot me cus' im brown
Like im foxy and they scared of my frame they say im Stocky
Got so many f*cking problems, like I'm asap, like im rocky
When my mama kicked me out all I had was Ritchie Achey
Owe that nigga the world, owe my heart to my girl
Sorry I can't be tamed, caught up with all the swirls
Caught up because i'm damaged, not cus I take you for granted
Not looking for acceptance for folks who don't understand it
But hope I reach the masses, hope kyrie just need glasses
I need something to show for the reasons I skipped the classes
With two baby mamas screaming f*ck statistics
Pops behind bars i'm not up in a rush to visit
I can't see my nigga in that suit
Bills up to my neck, what the f*ck I'ma do? Keep pushing (Yadda Baby)
They want to rap and make soul beats Just like you
Just like you, Just like you
They want to rap and make soul beats Just like you
Just like you, Just like you
They want to rap and make soul beats Just like you
Just like you, Just like you
They want to rap and make soul beats Just like you
But they just not you, Just like you