This is a song about "Not like that"

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

That you might not agree with, see it like this, troop,

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

I'm not like a coz that goes fucking moo,

Would you really just think that i'd not come back whippin' ass like i'm mike tyson,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

But it's not like that, but it's not like that, at all

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

But you'll see,that i'm not like them,

Time after time, again and again

And i not like that rappers,i'm not everywhere so they got enough of me

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

I've been down feelin like i am clown through are not that good rhymes