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No, Not Me
- **(Intro )**
- Yeah... uh, check.
- Drop the line right there.
- Drop the line right there.
- I know y'all hear me.
- Drop the line right there.
- **(Verse 1)**
- I can be in a foreign, no keys, still speedin'
- No ID, no reason, still they can't believe it
- These niggas on socials be actin' like bosses
- But offline they softer than three ply Kleenex
- I remember twelve years old, sellin' dreams on the curb
- Mama said "final notice," back against the wall, no verb
- Just action—8 ball profit, now these kids just snap and post it
- Think a hashtag make you a king? Nah, you just a joker, I noticed
- **(Pre Chorus)**
- They like to think we the same
- But I'm the fire, you the flame that's already burnt out
- I put the work in, no clout
- You put the filter on and pout
- I put my children in my eyes, so I got no room for doubt
- **(Chorus)**
- No, not me—don't mix me with that
- No, not me—I ain't where you at
- You can screenshot, you can repost
- But you still can't get close to that
- No, not me—I draw the line right there
- No, not me—I breathe a different air
- You talkin' war on the timeline? I'm talkin' war right there
- No, not me
- **(Verse 2)**
- I funded my whole movement from my pocket, no loan
- Bankroll Mafia, Hustle Gang—built it all on my own
- Before the blog posts, before the gossip
- I was in the trap house, countin' profit
- Now they wanna copy the flow, copy the style
- But they can't copy the miles, they can't copy the trials
- They can't copy the prison, they can't copy the wisdom
- They can't copy the vision—so they just sit and diss 'em
- **(Pre Chorus)**
- They like to think we the same
- But I'm the fire, you the flame that's already burnt out
- I put the work in, no clout
- You put the filter on and pout
- I put my children in my eyes, so I got no room for doubt
- **(Chorus)**
- No, not me—don't mix me with that
- No, not me—I ain't where you at
- You can screenshot, you can repost
- But you still can't get close to that
- No, not me—I draw the line right there
- No, not me—I breathe a different air
- You talkin' war on the timeline? I'm talkin' war right there
- No, not me
- **(Bridge –spoken, reflective)**
- Look... I been through it all.
- The streets, the fame, the cell, the shame, the comeback.
- And I still standin'.
- You think a meme gon' hurt me?
- You think a comment gon' phase me?
- I was built in the fire—you was built in a focus group.
- No, not me.
- **(Verse 3)**
- I remember when beef was a face to face thing
- Now it's a race to the keyboard, a waste of a king
- I ain't with the fake shit, the makeup, the break quick
- I'm from the generation that made it, we take hits
- And keep movin', keep provin', keep improvin'
- While you losin' sleep over who's doin' what on the 'Gram
- I'm doin' plans—real estate, real weight, real fate
- You can hate, but you can't replicate
- **(Outro)**
- Drop the line right there...
- Yeah...
- No, not me...
- Drop the line right there...
- No, not me.
- Uh.
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