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Nothing Like Me (feat. M Huncho)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nines
Nines
Vocals
M Huncho
M Huncho
Vocals
Mansur Brown
Mansur Brown
Programming
Karlos
Karlos
Programming
EY
EY
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eyobed Getachew
Eyobed Getachew
Songwriter
Mansur Brown
Mansur Brown
Songwriter
Mujtaba Khan
Mujtaba Khan
Songwriter
Paul Oseh
Paul Oseh
Songwriter
Courtney Freckleton
Courtney Freckleton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mansur Brown
Mansur Brown
Producer
Karlos
Karlos
Producer
Jay Reynolds
Jay Reynolds
Mixing Engineer
EY
EY
Producer
Show N Prove
Show N Prove
Executive Producer

Lyrics

If I was M Huncho, I'd be fucking bitches with my mask on I'd be walking past my tings with my family And they wouldn't even know that's me (Hahahahaha) (Karlos got that juice) You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) I moved a hundred keys this week in my sleep You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) My label gave me a mill', we don't even speak You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) If you don't go bed next to a freak You ain't nothing like me (Huh?) Nothing like me (Yeah) You ain't nothing like me (Yeah) Where you been at, Hunch? I been trapping for months Got a .45 tucked, that's a strap And forty-five packs in the drums, they ain't nothing like me Still ain't nothing like Nines Still ain't paid for the nine Still ain't got a consign Still, I'm deep in the mud Still, I move and I frank Fly birds from the truck, yeah I'll make you saying forgiving me shorts The noise that comes out the exhaust is exhausting I tell my neighbors, "I garden" They know that I grow weed, and it's awkward Ten K for machines, you ain't nothing like me Young Adz, for a box, just twenty-nine G's You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) I moved a hundred keys this week in my sleep You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) My label gave me a mill', we don't even speak You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) If you don't go bed next to a freak You ain't nothing like me (Huh?) Nothing like me (Yeah) You ain't nothing like me (Yeah) It all started out moving Yay in the flats I ain't waiting on packs Busy making these tracks Got all the drug dealers saying "Thank God that he made it, we ain't gotta pay him no tax" She dropped me out, started linking my nigga Only if she knew I was the pick of the litter Came out of jail, I got bigger and bigger I'm moving Budweiser, and, bitch, it ain't liquor I spend all day on that hot strip Used to wonder why I ain't got shit I'm focused now, I got tunnel vision I could catch a fly with a chopstick I love rap, but I'm in Spain bringing bud back for a dumb stack And when I'm in the hood, I play, "Money Up" With all my chains on, it gives my hunchback You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) I moved a hundred keys this week in my sleep You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) My label gave me a mill', we don't even speak You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) If you don't go bed next to a freak You ain't nothing like me (Huh?) Nothing like me (Yeah) You ain't nothing like me (Yeah) You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) You ain't nothing like me, nigga (Yeah) You ain't nothing like me (Huh?) Nothing like me (Yeah) You ain't nothing like me
Writer(s): Eyobed Getachew, Mohammed Hassan, Courtney Freckleton, Mansur Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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