21 Savage, Burna Boy & Metro Boomin – ​just like me Lyrics

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​just like me Lyrics

[Intro: Burna Boy]
We never run before
Everybody be body-body to body, to body
You know I bond onto you

[Chorus: Burna Boy, 21 Savage]
You was the truth when I was lyin’
Don’t forget, don’t forget
You were the judge for my crimes and you took my life
Don’t forget, don’t forget
But now you’re just like me (Metro)
Now you’re just like me, ooh
Now you’re just like me
Now you’re just like—
Just like me, just like me, man, you just like me

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
In my feelings, I can’t text right (21)
You got all the bosses wonderin’ what your sex likе (On God)
Hit the gym, keep her stomach and her chеst tight (Yeah)
If I ain’t told you yet, you know that you the best, right? (On God)
Do you still feel the same? I just wanna know (21)
Roses on the floor (Floor)
I put Van Cleef from your head to your toe (On God)
Buy you brand-new cars and I park ’em at your door (Straight up)
Double-tap and I put heart eyes under every post (21)
Ten Kelly bags, back to back, I do the most (On God)
How you givin’ up on me? You ‘posed to be my ho (21)
Now you tryna act like me, I just go with the flow (21)
You want me to cut off feelings that I don’t control (On God)

[Chorus: Burna Boy, 21 Savage]
You was the truth when I was lyin’
Don’t forget, don’t forget
You were the judge for my crimes and you took my life
Don’t forget, don’t forget
But now you’re just like me
Now you’re just like me, ooh
Now you’re just like me
Now you’re just like—
Just like me, just like me, man, you just like me (Woah, woah)

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
You be actin’ like a man, play your role (21)
I need a woman, baby, I don’t need a bro (On God)
I asked her body count, she sent the GIF of me and Cole (What?)
Seen her text, it had me speechless, yeah, that was bold (21)
I guess bein’ in the mix ain’t gettin’ old to you (21)
You just livin’ in a dream that was sold to you (On God)
Seein’ purses on the ‘Gram and now you tryna get ’em (21)
Any man provide that lifestyle, you gon’ be wit’ ’em (21)
You got accounts, but you don’t hold yourself accountable (Never)
I bend you over, you be grabbin’ on your banister (Facts)
Girl, the way you eat that meat, you a cannibal (21)
No love handles, but she love the way I handle her (21)

[Chorus: Burna Boy]
You was the truth when I was lyin’
Don’t forget, don’t forget
You were the judge for my crimes and you took my life
Don’t forget, don’t forget
But now you’re just like me
Now you’re just like me, ooh
Now you’re just like me
Now you’re just like—