[Intro]
C-O-P-Y-C-A-T
C-O-P-Y-C-A-T

[Verse 1: Fashawn]
Uh
Your flow far from authentic
Mm - you're all gimmicks
Seen too many small n***as get large
Augmented
I increase and inflict scars on all nemeses
With these thoughts I'm scribbling
Shawn the mortician it is
Critical you're style's original
Nah, folk wouldn't make it to wax - you digital
Cats bite you like the shit's allowed
I sit 'em down, show 'em how to rip a crowd
And then grip a crown
King
With this hip-hop thing
You had a fling
Me? I'm like holy matrimonies and wedding rings
Married to the craft
Your catalogue I bury in a flash
Remind me of Jim Carrey in The Mask
Perpetrating and pretending to rap
That ain't being innovative, that's identity theft, n***a
Get your own
I'm sort of like Oprah
Dropping meteors on those who mediocre
[Hook]
C-O-P-Y-C-A-T, why are you living a lie?
Everybody wanna be somebody else
When you're doing you, you don't need nobody's help
Don't be a
C-O-P-Y-C-A-T, why are you living a lie?
Everybody wanna be somebody else
When you're doing you, you don't need nobody's help
Don't be a copycat
No, don't be a copycat
Nah, don't be a *cat noise*
Don't be a copycat

[Verse 2: Fashawn]
If I wasn't the letter F
I would probably be 20syl
20 years later I'd be dropping bombs still
You honestly should pay homage and chill
Or get grilled
Like a omelette trying to climb in my field
You need to enhance your IQ
To do what I do
Purchase a passport and fly where I flew
Have some self-respect
Get some self-esteem
Imagine
Dream what nobody else could dream
Impostors
Won't get a slot on my roster
Reminder: You're not him and you're not her
But that portrayal might just get you an Oscar
Tell me: are you a minister or are you a mobster?
One minute you Muslim and the next you a Rasta
One second you're Weezy and the next you're Big Poppa
Nah, don't even think of dropping a tape
These cats don't cultivate, they just copy and paste
It's like that
[Hook]

Roger that