Tyler, The Creator, Lola Young Like Him

Damn, nigga, every time I look at you, I swear to God Nigga, you got that nigga feet You got that nigga body You got that nigga long arms, fingers and shit Flat feet, big di– She said that I make expressions like him My legs to my shoulders and my chin like him My waist and my posture like him Like him Like him, like him, like him Mama, I'm chasin' a ghost I don't know who he is Mama, I'm chasin' a ghost I don't know where he is Mama, I'm chasin' a ghost Do I look like him? (Like what?) Like him (Like what?) Like him (Like what?) Like him (La-la-la-la) (La-la-la-la) You gave me love and affection Attention (Go), protection How could I ever miss somethin' (Go) That I'd never had? I would nevеr judge ya 'Cause evеrything worked out without him (Like what?) Like him (Like what?) Like him (Huh?) Mama, I'm chasin' a ghost I don't know who he is Mama, I'm chasin' a ghost I don't know where he is Mama, I'm chasin' a ghost Do I look (Huh?) Like him Like him I decided to Really get that love inside of you I would never ever lie to you (Yeah) You ain't never gotta lie to me I'm everything that I strive to be So do I look like him? Do I look like him? (Like him, like him, like him, like him) I don't look like him (Like him) It was my fault, not yours, not his, it was my fault, I'm sorry You know It was my fault Not him, 'cause he always wanted to be there for you And I'm sorry I was young But he's always wanted to be a father to you So I, I fucked up and I take ownership of that Of my choices and decisions And I'm sorry for that He's a good guy So don't hold that against him, because it was my fault Just, you know, forgive me