Yeah
It’s funny
Real funny
She watching every move that I make,
Same pose, same filter on her page,
Say I’m copying? Girl be for real,
You studying me like I’m part of your grade.
Wanna be me but can’t admit it,
Mirror mirror, she stay conflicted,
Claim I’m obsessed but it’s clear to see,
You know deep down you wanna be me.
You switch your hair right after I do,
Post the same fit in a different hue,
Talking loud like you got a clue,
But I’m the blueprint, that’s old news.
I don’t compete, I elevate,
You imitate, I innovate,
If I shine, you duplicate,
But you can’t copy what’s innate.
She think I’m copying, that’s wild,
I been original since a child,
You mad ‘cause I don’t try too hard,
Still outshining from a mile.
You say I wanna be you? Please.
I’m too busy being me,
You in my shadow constantly,
But I don’t even see you, honestly.
Energy loud but the confidence fake,
You measure yourself by moves that I make,
If I level up, you feel the quake,
That insecurity hard to shake.
Talking slick to your little crew,
But they all know what’s really true,
You scroll my page like it’s daily news,
Front row seat with the perfect view.
I don’t chase, I attract,
You react to every track,
If I glow, you overact,
Facts don’t lie — that’s just facts.
She think I’m copying, that’s cute,
But I don’t follow, I recruit,
Trendsetter in every room,
You echo me — I’m the root.
If you think I wanna be you,
That’s projection, not the truth,
I’m the vibe you can’t reproduce.
