letra de naptown (they aint like us) - jeremiah the profit & rich universe
[verse 1]
from the north to the east to the south to the west
i’m the greatest in the city since dro man dropped jiggalate
i’m the one they can’t knock, but they’re tryin’ to imitate
turn a square to a compass, make ‘em circle where i dictate
babyface with the keys, i compose like a maestro
if it’s a battle imma make my mark with this drayco
i air ‘em out, leave ‘em flaco when the k blow
dames swear thеy royal ‘til they bleed for the payload
[chorus]
what the f-ck thеse n-ggas talkin’ ‘bout? nah, they ain’t like us
city full of soldiers, we the king, tell ‘em hype up
claim they got the juice ‘til we squeeze, now they dried up
cappin’ like they shooters, but they jump when the lights up
say they built for war ‘til they hear the drumline
talkin’ heavy ‘til they folded at the front line
we ain’t gotta flex, let the city do the cosign
bench n-ggas tryna sub in, but it’s crunch time
[verse 2]
i’m the miller with the shot, watch me drain with the four-five
mike checked, ain’t no stand-up when i k!ll ‘em live
tamika in the post, back ‘em down, watch they core divide
if the city crown a king, bet the throne is on my courtside
i ain’t bone thugs, but i harmonize the homicide
make ‘em twist like twista once pressure’s solidified
common sense tell ‘em that they ain’t cut from this cloth
but they lupe, kick, pushin’ narratives they never walked
i ain’t a kid cudi, but i moonwalk over headsp-ce
rap n-ggas animated, moving like a dead face
they ain’t common, but they sense when the lead spray
tryna push the peace ‘til they resting where the feds play
industry plants tryna root where my name grow
watered-down n-ggas never bloom in my same row
they want smoke ‘til they ghost, now they rolling in the fronto
left ‘em boxed in, now the only drop is a convo
[chorus]
what the f-ck these n-ggas talkin’ ‘bout? nah, they ain’t like us
city full of soldiers, we the king, tell ‘em hype up
claim they got the juice ‘til we squeeze, now they dried up
cappin’ like they shooters, but they jump when the lights up
say they built for war ‘til they hear the drumline
talkin’ heavy ‘til they folded at the front line
we ain’t gotta flex, let the city do the cosign
bench n-ggas tryna sub in, but it’s crunch time
turn this sh-t up
turn this sh-t up
turn this sh-t up
boy turn this sh-t up ( what huh )
turn this sh-t up
turn this sh-t up
boy turn this sh-t up ( okayyyyy )
turn this sh-t up
turn this sh-t up
turn this sh-t up
( huh huh )
turn this sh-t up
turn this sh-t up
turn this sh-t up
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