Moneybagg Yo – Nun Like Me Lyrics

Nun Like Me

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"Nun Like Me." - Moneybagg Yo

Tuesday, 20 October 2026, 05:19 pm

Album: Hard To Love

Track No: 17

Mmm-mmm, uh
I been 'round this street shit my whole life
**** better blow they pipe, yeah
They out here cappin', don't believe the hype, yeah
When it come down, my brother, I ride for life, yeah
I don't give a fuck if my **** wrong or right, yeah
I know you ain't even like that (Nah)
Play, you get your life snatched (Took)
****, I'm talkin' 'bout right now
Dodgin' federal indictments, catch a case and we fight that
Time with my kids, that's priceless
Richard Mill' on my right wrist
I really come from gangster shit
Promise, you ain't nothin' like me (None like me)
I keep hearin' rumors (What kind?)
They can't wait to catch me
Before I let 'em score, I'ma blow, we can be on Beale Street (Bop)
Ain't no fakin' in my conversation, this the real me
So when I say I'm ready for whatever, you should feel me
I'm spendin' money on funerals, lawyers
**** who talkin', they spendin' a quarter
**** who talkin' ain't even ridin' for you
Who can we trust? They playin' both sides (Me)
I put my trust in this motherfuckin' fire (Nine)
You showed your hand, I saw the sign (Sign)
You not my kind, I can't fuck with you (Nope)
Pour me a line, then I forget you (So fast)
I got **** on the same team as me, slick hatin'
Thinkin' I don't know, okay, cool, I'ma play fake with your ass
Gotta accept this shit for what it is, I can't even be mad (Nah)
Bitches gon' choose and the **** gon' hate when it come to Bagg
I been 'round this street shit my whole life
**** better blow they pipe, yeah
They out here cappin', don't believe the hype, yeah
When it come down, my brother, I ride for life, yeah
I don't give a fuck if my **** wrong or right, yeah
I know you ain't even like that (Nah)
Play, you get your life snatched (Took)
****, I'm talkin' 'bout right now
Dodgin' federal indictments, catch a case and we fight that
Time with my kids, that's priceless
Richard Mill' on my right wrist
I really come from gangster shit
Promise, you ain't nothin' like me (None like me)
Sit patient on that get back for lil' bruh, bet I'ma get mine (Wait)
I know this shit take time, take ten of yours, you take mine
Don't rep the gang, don't wear that chain
****, you ain't gon' take what come with it (Fake)
****, you 'posed to hop out with it
****, you ain't tryna stand on business?
I don't need a set of **** (Never did)
I don't need to click with gang (I'm dolo)
Jumped off the porch, lit up the torch and made myself a name (Bagg)
Funny how these hoes swear they love you, but'll fuck on any mans (That's crazy)
And'll tell you anything (Whatever)
Long as you listenin' (Yeah, I'm him)
I ain't tryna fix what's broken (Nah)
You can keep your distance (I'm straight)
And I ain't in competition with ****, I'm just consistent (I'm workin')
Playin' on the internet, dissin', boy, you trippin' (Trippin')
Make me put some bread on top of your head (A loaf)
Call you, "Lil' biscuit"
I been 'round this street shit my whole life
**** better blow they pipe, yeah
They out here cappin', don't believe the hype, yeah
When it come down, my brother, I ride for life, yeah
I don't give a fuck if my **** wrong or right, yeah
I know you ain't even like that (Nah)
Play, you get your life snatched (Took)
****, I'm talkin' 'bout right now
Dodgin' federal indictments, catch a case and we fight that
Time with my kids, that's priceless
Richard Mill' on my right wrist
I really come from gangster shit
Promise, you ain't nothin' like me (None like me)

Writer(s): Demario Dewayne White, Jr., Xabian Woods & Aaron J Sandlofer.

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