Текст песни like me (feat. Tony Hazard) - Phoenixinredd

Okay
Yeah
I've never been one to trust
If you try to bite my flow, boy, you biting the dust
If you try to fight my hoe, wave the white flag, you're done
Got that pussy-boy scent, call that an Elon musk
Twitter fingers, go figure, do what Elon does
Put an X on your chest like a treasure hunt
Just got texts from your ex, and she ready to fuck
You gave a test to the best, Ima ace it like non, okay
Treat a hater like a salt and pepper shaker
That boy got shook
Bobby fillet him, that boy got cooked
Bobby Boucher him
The waterworks starting, somebody go call his father
Stop and frisk, stop that bitch, you won't pat me down
My mind was like quicksand till' I found solid ground
He brag he got a cap and gown
Just to go bag a pound
My neck playing freeze tag, if you touch it you'll drown
If I saw Diddy in the court, I couldn't look at him
Like a bad kid in the library, throw the book at him
I'm still tryna make it
The picture that I painted
In my mind is mighty fine, in the future I'll frame it
Okay, okay
I kinda like that, though
I met a girl in New York, she kinda like my flow, woah
Yeah, she wanna get busy
Now she on top, don't stop, just kiss me

I know you never seen a flow like me (Like me)
I know these rappers ain't cold like me (Like me)
The taste of victory delicious
Like some French braids, don't ever get it twisted (Don't get it twisted)
I know you've never heard a flow like me
I know these rappers ain't cold like me
The taste of victory delicious
Like some French braids, don't you ever get it twisted

I'm not the type to keep it honest
Saying that I love you, that you're pretty in a bonnet
Saying that I'm ready to be opening my wallet
I don't even got the Trump change, and that's word to Donald
Sitting on this park bench, pencil in my right hand
On my bedside, poems sitting on my nightstand
I'm writing metaphors of how you keep my mind blown
Going, blowing, head is windy like Chicago
It rained yesterday
I was thinking, how you say?
You were fixed on the pitter patter on the window pane
We both see through the price that the window pays
A knife stab, broken glass causing window pains
You like the green like trees, like the weed like green
Like a fiend when the plug has an eighth for the free
Gold like green
Maybe you don't know, but you'll never find a flow like me, huh