[Chorus]
I dont really wanna be like you, ooh
I don't really wanna be like you
I dont really wanna be like you
Blow up in year one, fall off in year two, ooh
I don't really wanna be like you
Because your songs are only long enough to be a haiku, ooh
I don't really wanna be like you
Call this Louisiana rap, 'cause it's bout to be by you (Bayou), oh

[Verse]
Take a second to listen to what I'm spitting
I'm not disrespecting you, but, I'm a dude that is intending
On making it in the business, my way, or until I'm finished
No way will I take your gimmicks, they lame and full of stupidness
I'll rid this industry of kids that think that the way to bigness
Is addictive liquids, and getting lit till you're faded and sick
It sickening, witnessing all these bitches, they distancing
Rap from it's roots, it's no longer smooth, like they don't use conditioning
Tell me, dude, why the fuck would I wanna be like you?
You the type of dude to sell his car just to buy fuel
You the type of dude to sell his house to pay rent when it's due
And plus, I kinda like knowing the answer to two plus two, ooh!
I'm in my groove and I'm about to spaz in this booth
A couple of critics they wanna be bitching about me, lashing at you
But, they don't be getting it, because I am kidding and I'm just laughing at you
Even if it's simple and ignorant, it's the type of rap that you choose
But, who am I to judge? I'm a guy who loves to rap fast with my iron lungs
And people think that don't take skill, but, I know that it does
The clarity that I guarantee is very rare when paired with speed
But, apparently, I'm barely good enough to rap terribly
And that's your opinion, I don't take it to heart, like I'm the Tin Man
But, don't bitch to me about my taste, 'cause that is contradicting
I don't like the mumble, you don't like the fast shit
We both understand rap, but, we just took different classes, and I passed it
I was taught by the greats and the classics
You were taught by the fake Wayne's who like fashion
I was raised on Dre and Curtis Jackson
Where tracklists lasted longer than an episode of "All That" (Bitch)
Don't get me wrong, I'm not shitting on the things that you do
And if you think I am, it's probably 'cause your foot fits the shoe
And I'm just saying, “I don’t really wanna be like you!”
I'd rather have some lyrical substance than some substance abuse
'Cause I don't need all these hoes, I only want one boo
And I don't want a multi-million dollar Prada jumpsuit
Life is more than just some guap and commas, I'ma about to drop some knowledge
I ain't gotta stack my wallets just to have a life I'm fond of
And people will say that I'm hating, but, I'm just stating what you do
And what you do is negative, and that's the positive truth
I'd rather make my music strong and filled messages to use
Than be like you, and make weak shit that can't even carry a tune
[Outro]
I dont really wanna be like you
I don't really wanna be like you
I dont really wanna be like you
I said, "Bitch, I don't really wanna be like you!"
And I don't really wanna be like you
I got a couple different things on my plate to prove
And I don't really wanna be like you
I'd rather die, no lie, than do the things that you do
'Cause I don’t wanna be like you
I don't wanna be like-be like
I don't wanna be like you
I don't wanna be like-be like
I don't wanna be like you
I don't wanna be like-be like
I don't wanna be like you
I don't wanna be like you