Chords for Kendrick Lamar - Not like Us [Lyrics] (Drake Diss)

_ I see dead people.
_ _ [Bm]
Ohhhh.
[F#] What's up there [Bm] on the beat, bro?
Hype.
Musta on the beat, ho.
D-Boat, any rat nigga.
He a freak tho.
Man down, call a Emperor Lambs, tell him please bro.
Nella nigga, to the cross he walk around like T-Zo.
What's up with these [B] pony ass niggas tryna [Bm] see Compton?
The industry can hate me, fuck em all in.
Hey mama, how many ops [B] you really got?
I mean it's too [Bm] many options.
I'm finna pass on this body I'm [G] John Stockton.
_ _ [Bm]
Beat [F#] yo ass and hide the Bible if [Bm] god watching.
Sometimes you gotta pop out and show niggas.
Certified boogie man, I'm the one that up the score with him.
Walk him down whole time, I know he got some ho in him.
Pull on him, ex-thort shit, bully the floor on him.
Say Drake, [B] I hear you like [Bm] I'm young.
You better not ever go to cell block one.
To any [B] bitch that talk to him and they in love,
just make sure you hide your little sister from him.
They tell me Trev's the only one that get your hammy downs.
And party at the party, playin' with his nose now.
And Baka got a weird case, why I see around.
Certified lover boy, certified pedophiles.
Wop, wop, [E] wop, wop, wop.
That, [Bm] fuck him up.
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop.
I'ma do my stuff.
Why [B] you trollin' like a bitch, ain't you [G] tired?
Tryna strike a chord in his poly A minor.
_ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ _ They not like us.
They not like us.
They not like us.
_ They not like us.
They not like us.
They not like us.
You think the bank gon' let you disrespect pop nigga?
I think that open show gon' be on that stock nigga.
Nicole Fowl, I don't know why you still pretendin'.
What is the owl?
Bird niggas and bird bitches, go.
[B] The audience not [Bm] dumb.
Shape the stories how you want.
Hey, Drake, they're not slow.
Rabbit hole is still [B] deep.
I can go further, [Bm] I promise.
Ain't that somethin'?
B-Rap, that's for bitchin'.
You Malibu most wanted.
Ain't no law boy, you ball boy.
Fetch Gatorade or somethin'.
Since 2009, I had this bitch jumpin'.
You niggas'll get a wedgie.
Be flipped over your boxes.
Roll over your foe.
The other fashional option, [E] pussy.
Think [Bm] about a straight Nate Posh.
Got famous all up in content.
Might write this with a document.
And [B] the pop star quit hidin'.
Fuck [Bm] a caption, won't action.
No accident, I'm hands on.
These [B] fuck around get polished.
Fucked on Rain Girl like he was [C] in jail.
That's conniving.
Then get his face [G] tatted like a bitch apologizin'.
I'm glad D-Rose came home.
Y'all didn't deserve him either.
From Elantra down to [N] Central.
Nigga better not speak on Serena.
And your homeboy need subpoena.
That predator movin' flocks.
That name gotta be [G] registered and paste on [B] Neighborhood Watch.
I lean on you niggas like [G] another line of wok.
Yeah, it's all eyes on me and I'ma [Bm] send it up to Brock.
Ay, put the wrong label on me, I'ma get them dropped.
Ay, reach in music and I won't pass the Ox.
Ay, how many stocks do I really have in stock?
Ay, one, two, three, four, five plus five.
Ay, [B] devil is alive, he a [Bm] 69 God.
Ay, freaky ass niggas need to stay their ass inside.
Ay, [B] roll their ass up like a [Bm] fresh pack of Zah.
Ay, city is back [G] up, it's a must we outside.
_ _ [Bm] _
_ [F#] _ _ [Bm] _ They not like us.
They not like us.
They not like us.
_ They not like us.
They not like us.
They not like us.
[G] Once upon a time, all of us was in chains.
Homies still double down, [B] callin' us some slaves.
Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' [G] railroads and [F#] trains.
Barrel with me for a second, let me [E] put y'all on game.
The Saddler's was usin' town folk to make them rich.
A fast forward 2024, you got the same agenda.
You run to Atlanta when you need a check balance.
Let me break it down [Bm] for you, this the real nigga challenge.
You call future when you didn't see the club.
Lil Baby help you get your lingo up.
21 get your far street cred.
Felt that you feel like you a slime in your [Em] head.
Quavo said you can [Bm] be from Northside.
Who chain say you good, but he lied.
You [E] run to Atlanta when you [Bm] need a few dollars.
No you not a [G] colleague, you a fuckin' colonizer.
The family [Bm] matter and the truth of the matter.
Here's what God's plan to show y'all the liar.
[B] _ _ [Bm] _
_ Mmm.
Mmm.
Mmm.
He a fan, he a fan, he a fan.
Mmm.
He a fan, he a fan, he a_
Freaky ass [B] nigga, he a 69 [Bm] God.
Freaky ass nigga, he a 69 God.
Hey, hey, [B] hey, hey, run for your [G] life.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life.
[B] Freaky ass nigga, he a 69 God.
Freaky ass nigga, he a [G] 69 God.
Hey, hey, [N] hey, hey, run for your life.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your life.
Let me [Bm] hear you say O.V. [B].O. O.V. [Bm].O. Say O.V..O. O.V..O. Then step this [E] way, step that [G] way. Then step this way, step that [B] way. Are you my friend? Are we loggin'? [G] Then step this [B] way, step that [N] way. Then step this way, step that [Bm] way. _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _