Joey Bada$$ (joey Bada**) - Like Me lyrics

One time What's the word What's the word What's the word Yo yo yo yo yo, yo yo Turn me up on the headphones If looks could k** I let the swa*k drill like a deadly weapon I drop bombs on an enemy at any second Look at me wrong I turn you to tomb stones Lock you in the crosshairs then you gone, then I throw my deuce up Sip sangritas with your señorita, like me gusta See what that early morning co*k will do up to your rooster I bet my co*kiness will boost her confidence Then you gon' wonder where your highness went I bet she get low for a n***a like me She get low for a n***a like me I bet she get low for a n***a like me Low for a n***a like me So we burn the mary jane til' the third degree Some n***as bitin' flows yo, that's burglary Same n***as actin' like they never heard of me A f** n***a could get clocked, yo that's word to me He get blown for a n***a like me Get his head explode for a n***a like me Put him on the floor for a n***a like me My mind boggles when time toggles In the ocean of stars it's hard to find goggles, we twisted up So we put it in the air Don't let the j's start unravelling We gettin' blown like a javelin She throw it back like she time travelin' Rocked the boat so well, she jumped out and started paddling I'm screaming "Land, ho!" 'bout to hit for sure I motorboat it slow then I ripped the flow I'm pretty sure-like nice beaches-that Even at my weakest I still leave 'em speechless How you like those peaches? Find me rotting the apple 'Bout to bump so plump, 'bout to lock in the grapple Feeling like the highest man about to tackle Facts like the tat under the cap of the Snapple Cats get decapitated for actin' a fool Blacks get their a** sprayed just for makin' a move We get high and say "f** the police" That's why we get high and say "f** the police" That's why we get high and say "f** the police" Cause every time I make a move they be sweatin' me They want another black man in penitentiary It's even hard for that man standing next to me Cause he could catch a bullet that was really meant for me It's like every step bring me close to destiny And every breath I get closer to the d**h of me I'm just tryna carry out my own legacy But the place I call home ain't lettin' me You can't get by if you don't respect an OG You can't get by if you don't respect an OG You can't get by if you don't respect an OG Cause every corner I turn a n***a testing me And every morning I mourn just for the less of me Sometimes I ask the Lord why he be blessing me And not my brothers whose souls now rest in peace I pray there's hope for a n***a like me Hope for a n***a like me Just pray there's hope for a n***a like me I'm something like the chairman of the board rantin' I feel, invincible, like McMahon One of the last original emcees that's left standing on the planet Strike like a meteor, do remedial damage, damnit Cats can't stand it, get they a** handed and branded By the lyrical New York City bandit True warrior like rembrandt Yo some cats claim they fly but really been landed I really can't stand it Let me take a seat, this a Rosa Parks 'ol bum, now Make some room for me PE in your beeper, hun you can read it and weep My old hoes call me now, leave a message after the beep I don't wanna speak no I don't wanna speak I don't wanna speak no I don't wanna speak I just wanna be good, I just wanna be I just wanna be free I pray there's hope for a n***a like me Hope for a n***a like me Just pray there's hope for a n***a like me