Like That - Iman Shumpert

See I been with the OGs

They told me y’all ain’t like that

I been with the homies all night rolling dice

The league wouldn’t like that

But they said I wouldn’t make this league

But I did, tell me how you like that

Mama said boy be smart with your money

I could blow it all and then get it right back

Them people got hits on the radio, but they don’t even write that

They just got the record on repeat, it’s catchy, y’all don’t even like that

The label put strings all over you, read every page, you can find that

But y’all needed the bread, so I feel it, you went ahead and signed that

Y’all listen to the clown that got on the street huh, he ain’t even fight back

He ain’t got talent, he provoke you to sue you, he ain’t e’en like that

See I only came here to work, I only got here from working

I do not need me no bodyguard, I’m so much bigger in person

That’s a jab, now I’m back on my bag, it’s all new

I forgot to snatch off the tag, I’m so cool

They can’t help but jacking the swag, but who knew

He could keep spitting and dab, so I get it

Watch out, dab on em

Hold up, wait, dab on em

Nae Nae, swag, dab on em

Now point, point, dab on em

See I been with the OGs

They told me y’all ain’t like that

I been with the homies all night rolling dice

The league wouldn’t like that

But they said I wouldn’t make this league

But I did, tell me how you like that

Mama said boy be smart with your money

I could blow it all and then get it right back

I ain’t gotta pay for the glow, see I already got that

Since when do people tweet about beef?

just find out where his block at

Put that Pell grant straight on the block, I tell the homies flip that

Cause I just wasn’t making enough, but I meant it when I said I’m gon' get that

See they say I’m wyling, I’m cool with it

As a youngin' battle rapping, I was true with it

So would you stop rapping when you finally got rich and for three straight

years you went to school for it?

I guess that it’s more than a hobby, my logo look good on her body

They got no choice but to love me

Every time I release it’s a body

When the rims the only one with a chain on it

And your mother cooking always got pain in it

Got money and the friends just came with it

Have you ever had a shirt with red stains in it?

See I only came here to work, I only got here from working

I won’t walk around with no bodyguard, I’m just a regular person

That’s a jab, now I’m back on my bag, it’s all new

I forgot to snatch off the tag, I’m so cool

They can’t help but jacking the swag, but who knew

He could keep spitting and dab, so I get it

Watch out, dab on em

Hold up, wait, dab on em

Nae Nae, swag, dab on em

Now point, point, dab on em

I been with the OGs

Yeah my OGs call me OG

I’ma tell you ‘bout the old me

Never played ball, I was four feet

Had the heart to play ball like I’m Kobe

But my trigger finger itching like the police

So I started slanging rocks to the dope fiends

Skinny nigga tatted up, thuggin' with the goatee

Nigga talking gangsta, please gotta show me

Ride through your block nigga, roll deep

Barely hit the gas on the slow creep

Give a nigga 40 like he drinkin' out the OE

But I’m a Don Juan with the hundun nigga

Diddy bopping, smoking Puffy like I’m Sean John nigga

But, we gon' take it to the league on ‘em

Said I’m up for the shot, put a screen on ‘em

Or we could do a fast break, get a lead on ‘em

Put LeBron at the point, put the speed on ‘em

You for the two, and JR put the three on ‘em

Anybody open for the shot, they put the beam on ‘em

Put Love at that four though

I play five on the low post

Chopper so big got to hold the cartridge

Got a couple fouls to give, I’ll take the charge nigga