Chords for Not Like Us

_ I see dead people.
_ _ _ [Bm] _
_ What's that on that beat, dope?
Must've on a B-Ho-D-Bo-D-Rat nigga.
He a freak, dope.
Man down, call an Amber Lambs, tell him P-Bro.
Nella nigga to the cross, he walk around like T-Zo.
What's up with these [B] jiboney ass niggas tryna [Bm] see Compton?
They in the street can hate me, fuck em all and be mama.
How many options [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 em.
Walk him down whole time, I know he got some ho in him.
Pull on him, X-Tort shit, bully the floor on him.
Say Drake, [B] I hear you like [Bm] I'm young.
You better not ever go to sell Black One.
To any bitch that talk to him and they in love,
just make sure you hide your little sister from em.
They tell me Chubb's the only one that get yo hammy downs.
And Party at the party playing 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.
God, [Bm] fuck em up.
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop.
I'ma do my stuff.
Why you [B] ain't showin' like a bitch, ain't you [Bm] tired?
Tryna strike a chord and [G] it's probably A minor.
_ _ _ [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.
You think the pay gon' let you disrespect cops, nigga?
I think that open show gon' be on that stack, 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.
Hatred, they're not slow.
Rabbit hole is still [B] deep.
I can go further, I [Bm] promise.
Ain't that somethin'?
B-Rest, 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 would get a wedgie.
Be flipped over your boxes.
Or over your foe.
The other fashional option, [Em] pussy.
Think [Bm] about a straight Nate Posh.
Got famous all up in conscious.
Might write this with a document.
Tell [B] the cops to all quit hidin'.
Fuck [Bm] a caption, won't action.
No accident, I'm hands on.
He [B] fuck around, get polished.
Fucked on Wayne Grove while he was in [D] jail.
That's conniving.
Then get his face tatted like a bitch apologizin'.
I'm [B] glad D.
Rose came home.
Y'all [G] didn't deserve him neither.
From Elantra down to [D#] Central.
Nigga better not speak on Serena.
And your homeboy need subpoena.
That predator movin' [G] flocks.
That name gotta be registered.
And placed on Neighborhood [D#] Watch.
I lean on you niggas like another line of wok.
He has all eyes on me and I'ma [Bm] send it up to Pac.
Ay, [B] put the wrong label on me, [Bm] I'ma get him dropped.
Ay, sweet chin music and I won't pass the Ox.
Y'all really havin' 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 spit ass inside.
Ay, [B] roll they ass up like a [Bm] fresh pack of Zod.
Ay, city is back [G] up, it's a must we outside.
Ay, _ _ [Bm] _
_ [F#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ they not like us.
They not like us.
They not like us.
_ They not like us.
They not like us.
[F#] They not like us.
[D#] Once upon a time, all of us was in chains.
[B] Homies still double down, callin' us some slaves.
Atlanta was the Mecca, buildin' [G] railroads and trains.
Barrel gave me for a [D#m] second, let me put y'all on game.
The Saddler's was usin' town [F#] folk to make them rich.
A fast forward [G] 2024, you got the same [B] 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 off.
21, get your 4th street cred.
Felt that you feel like you a slime in your head.
[B] Quavo said you can be [Bm] from Northside.
2 Chainz 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 [Bm] life.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your [B] life.
Freaky ass nigga, he a 69 God.
Freaky ass nigga, he a 69 God.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, run for your [Gm] 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 [B] way, step that [Bm] way.
Then step this way, step that [B] way.
Are you my friend?
Are we locked in?
[D#] Then step this way, step that way.
Then step this way, [Bm] step that way.
_ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _