Lyrics Not3s – Trekked Like Me
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Not3s:
Different like
Completely fam
They don’t know ?
Are they not gettin’ it
Stepped in the game last year
And it’s gone ’cause I deaded it
They weren’t expecting this
But I did this all with no leverage
Go hard in the game I’ve erected
Take a trip to diamond
Fly 80 man to my show and they all on the guest list
Diamonds dancin’ on our necklaces
Now my whole team look expensive
Mum got my chain from Nigeria
Got the ?
so I stay protected, yeah
But they can never get like me
They can never get like me
They can never get like me
They can never get like me
They ain’t ever trekked like me
They ain’t ever stepped like me
How could they get like me?
They can never flex like me, yeah
AJ Tracey:
Trini but I love J rice like a Naija boy (on my life)
If I can’t find you then I’ll find your boy (on my life)
I’m puttin’ figures on the oppisition, I’m a lawyer
And there ain’t any that I’m trussin’
Rollie bust down got my ting down bussing
Dem man talk a lot but scared of all the repercussions
They were talking ’bout when they were steady running from the Russian
AJ and Not3s that’s the brown skin excellence
He just came in Gucci so I came in the vetements
I’m getting papers and you bruddas are getting pence
She don’t really love me, just in love with the sentiments
Four styles and four flows and one sitting
Play this the whole way there’s no skipping
Pace dripping if there’s no sauce I’m not tipping
The body strong, come like Hulk but not ripping
Not3s:
But they can never get like me
They can never get like me
They can never get like me
They can never get like me
They ain’t ever trekked like me
They ain’t ever stepped like me
How could they get like me?
They can never flex like me, yeah
Not3s & AJ Tracey:
I’m that boy 3 that’s a fucking myth (fucking myth)
Feel no way to get an opp boy pitched
AJ pull up make ’em swerve then skid
Swerve, skid, duck, dive
Drop off the top when I drive
I gotta feel alive
Peng brown ting on the passenger side
The A and the 3 just collide
Realest of G’s can’t you see by the way that I’m printing
They’re replacating my image
Don’t they know sauce drip everywhere we go
They just pick up all the spillage
Madara I’ll come and level your village
My young boys are dippin’
Step back and shoot like they Pippen
Clean up aisle 3 it’s a spillage
Watch out it’s fashion my image
Not3s:
But they can never get like me
They can never get like me
They can never get like me
They can never get like me
They ain’t ever trekked like me
They ain’t ever stepped like me
How could they get like me?
They can never flex like me, yeah
Me
Ge-ge-ge-get-get like me
Get like me, get like me, get like me
T-t-t-trek-trek-trekked like me
Trekked like me, trekked like me, trekked like me
Ge-ge-ge-get-get like me
Get like me, get like me, get like me
Ge-ge-ge-get-get like me
Get like me, get like me, get like me
