Like Me (Remix) (ft. Ashton Thomas)

[Hook: Ashton Thomas]
Can't get it like me
Can't get it like me
Trynna get it like, like me
Can't get it like, trynna get it like

[Verse 1: Ashton Thomas]
Born on the south side where we grind
Nighttime till the sunrise man we
Rise and we shine
Parkway on the inside, they gangbang dont play both sides
Trynna get by, trynna stay alive
Something happen nobody insight, or insight
Can't find me like Osama on the middle east side
Started kickin' flows what'cha know
Body each rhyme, each time
Flip flames tick tock each time
Dont play games I ain't got no time
Trynna get mine not stopping till I see these dollar signs, so, so

[Hook: Ashton Thomas]
Tryna get like me
Can't get it like me
Trynna get it like, like me
Can't get it like, trynna get it like, like me (x2)

[Verse 2: Ashton Thomas]
On my way to the top I ain't even reach my pinnacle
Told her bring her friend, only if she identical
Ima blow yo mind with the shit that I'm finna do
Pressing out these tracks break em down like a mineral
Principal, schooling y'all whack ass rappers what I'm finna do
He ain't wear a vest, now he dead and bullet proof my arsonal of spitting these
Words is remarkable unstoppable and failing ain't a option dude
Illest too, man some medical. Attention but it ain't no curing this fucking theraflu
Sickest too, the illest dude'll end your crew killing flows and see the proof, I'm meant to do what you ain't do this
My gift from me killin' tracks I'm on the grind so try to get like me foo, try to get me try to get like me foo'
Aye

[Hook: Ashton Thomas]
Can't get it like me
Can't get it like me
Tryna get it like, like me
Can't get it like, tryna get it like

[Verse 3: Fiction]

You tryna get it like me?
You're gonna need medics, anasthetics, and IV's
And something for your headaches, maybe some I-B
Profen, and you better pray that it's potent
You bit more than you could chew, so now you're gasping, choking
Does anybody here know the Heimlich motion?
Does anybody hear all that noise outside?
Better lay low when them boys outside
With they toys outside
Mother fuckers making a ruckus, how you expect us to enjoy our lives?
Flashing lights on black and white whips, we
Acting right or those bastards might flip
Like the trap that I'm trapped in
The place that no matter what happens I find my ass back in
'Cause the fiends for the green keep asking
And I've got the means which means I keep packing
Say what you wish, I'm eating
Life's a bitch, but I'm decent
But tryna get like me? homeboy you're tweaking
In my shoes, you wouldn't last one evening, we're done speaking

[Hook: Fiction]
Can't get it like me
Tryna get it like, tryna get it like
Like me?
Can't get it like, Can't get it like
Like me
Tryna get it like, Tryna get it like
Like me?
Can't get it like, can't get it like me