DABABY – NOT LIKE US (FREESTYLE) Piano Chords and Guitar Chords

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“DaBaby,

This single was released on 23 May 2024. The vocals are by DaBaby, the music is produced by Mustard, and the lyrics are written by DaBaby.
This song is originally in the key of B Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 100 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Vocals: DaBaby,
Producer: Mustard,
Writer: DaBaby,

 
Original Key: B Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 100
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]
 
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 People wan' know why I ain't runnin' from nothin'
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 'Cause my mama with the shits and my big brothers was thuggin', nigga
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 I used to try to thug it with my big brothers, 
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 they used to tell me ""Goddamn nigga, nah, hell nah, 
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 nigga, take yo' ass in the house, nigga, fuck you doin', nigga?""
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 They'll let my friend hit the—hit the blunt, nigga
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 He—he over here with me
 
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 People wonder why I ain't runnin' from nothin'
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 'Cause my mama with the shits and my big brothers was thuggin', nigga
 
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 [VERSE ONE]
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 Look, sometimes you gotta pop out and punk niggas
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 Like, even if my mama fuck with ya, I wouldn't fuck with ya
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 Go ask, nigga, I wouldn't share a motherfuckin' blunt with ya
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 And I wouldn't walk up on me if you ain't got your motherfuckin' 
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 gun with ya, I'm blastin'
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 Niggas go run in they mouth, you see what happеn
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 Nigga, I'm from the South where wе get active
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 Nigga gon' watch his mouth, but we gon' smash him
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 We'll get on your ass like we some khakis, on some West Coast shit
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 Niggas ain't like me, nigga
 
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 Haha
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 Yeah, niggas is not like us
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 Niggas is not like us
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 [VERSE TWO]
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 Niggas ain't like me, dope boy, white tee, fitted hat
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 I was shootin' craps and playin' spades when you played pitty pat
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 I was taught a nigga put his hands on you, then hit him back
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 And if he actin' like he wanna put his hands on you, then hit him first
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 I was hoppin' out with trash bags, them bitches full of work
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 You can ask the last few niggas that played with me, they'll tell you bullets hurt
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 And I ain't talkin' about the pews that you sit in 
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 but I got that wooden church
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 If a church shooter come walk in the sanctuary, I bet I put him down
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 I'm the one that up the score on niggas, that's why I'm still in town
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 I'll get on your ass all by myself and make you simmer down
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 Nigga, you the type to meet the fuckin' plug and try to steal a pound
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 When you could've got a hunnid on the face, but you a stupid nigga
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 They ain't gon' play with me when they see me 'cause I'ma shoot the nigga
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 Ever since I was three, they hate on me, I'm kinda used to niggas
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 They callin' the goddamn phone all through the night, I'm out in Houston with a five
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 Go against bossman, I'll Boosie niggas
 
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 Believe that, nigga
 
 [VERSE THREE]
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 Point behind the tint, nigga, don't ever pull beside me
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 All them guns in your pics, nigga, is you ever gon' get a body?
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 I grab her by her neck and look in her eyes whenever she ride me
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 This ain't Karate Kid, I put that iron on Mr. Miyagi
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 This ain't for college kids, somebody gon' die in here if they try me
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 I'm one of the coldest rappers out here that's alive, but they tryna hide me
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 I was gettin' four hunnid thousand dollars a show 
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 and they still couldn't buy me
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 I'll leave one of these bitch ass niggas right here on the floor, 
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 that's on my mama
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 These niggas ain't nothin' like her baby, 
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 I be poppin' this shit for my daughter
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 These niggas ain't nothin' like they daddy, 
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 I be poppin' this shit for my niece
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 These niggas ain't nothin' like they unc', 
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 I'ma make the fuckin' news every time they fuck with me or touch me
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 On my motherfuckin' brother, nigga
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 Block a bitch, delete her motherfuckin' number
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 I ain't finna talk to you 'til the end of motherfuckin' summer
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 These niggas sports bettin', talkin' 'bout the over and under
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 I used to score extra, come get four, I'll throw you another
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 Nigga, my life GTA, I'm really livin' the way I wanna
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 Ready to shoot like SGA, I ride with two, you know it's thunder
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 Keep it too, bitch, you ain't stepped on shit
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 I'ma keep on trippin' 'cause I'm slept on
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 The rawest nigga with' a microphone and some headphones
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 When I catch a nigga, they gon' say that we did him dead wrong
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 Got a pocket full of big blue hunnids, but I'm still fuckin' with a redbone
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 That fuckin' 'round with me bad for you baby, better off doin' heroin
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 And she know I like to get head from her, 
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 gettin' head better when her hair long
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 I'm paranoid, I pull the pistol out and point it at you if you stare long
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 A bitch got 'bout two weeks for me to care, 
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 'cause I don't really care long
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 I would tell you ask the last niggas that played with me, 
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 but they're gone
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 Them niggas done caught a flat and they can't come back, 
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 I guess they spare gone
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 I'ma finna fly out to LAX and go have me some Grammy sex
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 And smoke on me some Cali' weed with a pistol in my gallery
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 I'm tryna see 'bout her friend who wanna fuck, so now she mad at me
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 Play with me, it's fah, fah, fah, another casualty, DOA
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 I don't do no CashApp, send that to my BOA
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 Once a fuckin' month, I send a Zelle to get my BM straight
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 Nigga play with me, gon' play in hell, bitch, I don't even play
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 With kids that ain't my family, nigga, see me and they ask me, nigga
 
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 [OUTRO]
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 Niggas wonder why I ain't runnin' from nothin'
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 'Cause my last name Kirk and my big brothers was thuggin', nigga
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 Yeah
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 Another demonstration
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 Uh
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 That's my Baby

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