Intro
Ab
Wooah
Cm
Oooh
Ab
Wooah
Cm
(Guess what)
Hook
Ab
People tell me I'm just like my daddy
Gm
People tell me I'm just like my daddy
Eb
People tell me I'm just like my daddy
Ab
My daddy
G Cm
Cause I lie like I'm lying on a rug
Ab
Get my hands a lil dirty, no gloves
Gm
Everybody welcome to the gun show
N.C.
And it go
Ab Gb Fm
Everybody duck down
verse 1
B Ab Gb Fm
Its hard to love the devil, he's a hater
Fm Ab Gb Fm
A dirty hypocrite, manipulator
Fm
Made a mama lose her kids
Ab Gb Fm
Let her go away for seventeen years
Fm
Not allowed to shed a tear
Growing up with all your, phobic fears
G Ab
But people tell me Im just like my daddy
G
People tell me I'm just like my daddy
Ab
People tell me Im just like my daddy
Oh really, hell nah (no way, no way)
G Cm
Cause I lie like I'm lying on a rug
Ab
Did some crime even wore some black gloves
N.C.
Everybody welcome to the gun show
N.C
And we go (daddy)
Ab Gb Fm
Everybody duck down
verse 2
Ab Gb Fm
You reek of royalty, a dangerous mix
N.C. Ab Gb
You sing of loyalty, but you the snitchin ass bitch
Fm
I tried to play it cool
Db
Funny what the people do for
Ab Gb Fm
Money power and the fame
Id call ya Mr. Lyon
N.C
If I did I would be lyin
Ab Gb Fm
Cause that ain't even your name
Ab
But people tell me I'm just like my daddy
Fm Gm
People tell me Im just like my daddy
Ab
They all say that you look just like your daddy