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Lil Poppa - Can't Compare lyrics

Artist: Lil Poppa

album: Evergreen Wildchild 2 (Deluxe)


Jah, heat it up
Don't try to play me like no rat, boy
'Cause I ain't no motherfucking rat
I still be running with them niggas they get at
Why they doing all that acting?
Knowing they ain't no motherfucking actor
Knew I was cursed when I watched my brother serve the pies
I used to wanna be a star, 'til I seen the shit that came with it
I been tryna tell them niggas, they ain't get it
And they say jit been acting different
I don't know why the fame did this
I'm just tryna remain humble, I done seen it change niggas
You know they'd rather see you stumble
You can fall, but don't fumble
A lil' stubborn motherfucker, I owe it all to my mama
Anything happen, bound to happen, I know it's karma
So I ain't tripping on my day bitch, I'm okay, I know what's coming
So just tell me what you owe me and remember what you told me
I'm a soldier, I'm just waiting on the day I see my trophy
And I ain't talking 'bout no Grammy nigga, I'm just bein' honest
That shit can't compare to my granny nigga, only one that understand me
If I don't show it now you know that I'm grateful for where I'm at
Give a fuck 'bout a gold plaque, that shit can't bring my niggas back
And I'm just being honest, nigga
We still shining nigga, motherfuck them diamonds
Shit ain't helping with these problems I got
Other day I checked my DM, nigga asked me where my chains at
I still got 'em, 'cause I don't wear 'em, what's the problem?
I'm a real nigga with 'em, I'm a real nigga without 'em
Rather be the one to set the trend, you know the real niggas don't follow
Might pull up back to back and pop him
Send a nigga to get a plate from his bottle
Make sure you get away, hit the interstate
Let the fish bait on them choppers, I wasn't this way as a toddler
When Auntie Celia was making my bottle, when Uncle Tony was my father
Tried not to let a lot of shit bother me
Ain't gotta post my every move lil' bitch
We cool, they ain't gotta see us
Knew the same nigga from the school, that's how I got it
Okay I see lil' dude doing what he do but they ain't hot as me
When I ain't rapping, I'm in the city tryna get the bills to start anew
So just tell me what you owe me and remember what you told me
I'm a soldier, I'm just waiting on the day I see my trophy
And I ain't talking 'bout no Grammy nigga, I'm just bein' honest
That shit can't compare to my granny nigga, only one that understand me
If I don't show it now you know that I'm grateful for where I'm at
Give a fuck 'bout a gold plaque, that shit can't bring my niggas back
And I'm just being honest, nigga
We still shining nigga, motherfuck them diamonds
Shit ain't helping with these problems I got

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