No Weakness (feat. Symba)

Let me explain somethin' to you When I say I'm really like that What I mean is, I'm the culture (gangsta) What I've continuously given to the game This shit can't be duplicated I'm one of one (uh), DJ Drama Poppin', I came here to get it poppin' I fuck her, don't take her shoppin' That money, I got a lot, that car, it ain't got no top These niggas ain't got no bitches, that's why they hatin' a lot My six-four got switches, I pull up and make 'em stop (oh) They call me Young Khalifa (oh) Don't wanna fuck with no karma, 'cause I don't fuckin' need her Don't need niggas to show me love, 'cause I don't love 'em neither Don't let politics intervene, I get my money and leave I hear 'em talk, but they don't want it with me (with me) I fuck her after my show, send her to Unc' and then she comin' with me (with me) Don't even have to give her number to me See, all my niggas livin' comfortably, grow some weed and puff it to me You're some freak or flair, I'll be your supplier Let's smoke a paper plane, shorty, let's get higher These bitches sellin' pussy, but I ain't the buyer (damn) Taylor Gang, my attire, I'm livin' life like The Wire If she ain't fuckin', she fired (Khalifa) I don't care how many times I gotta prove myself (uh, hahaha) That's what I come here for (hey, hey) Them niggas not built like us (hey, hey) Tip, holler at 'em (hey) Ain't no accident, it's the demolition man Burn 'em at your set, a fire to your men advanced Go to war with any man, you can get a chance Everybody get it, youngin spinnin' like a ceiling fan (get 'em) Connect you with a brick or a ten or the love I can get you the bad lawyer when you ran to the Forbes And get you gone when you in the city (yeah) You want a buzz that get you drugs You want a bitch for a coat that can get you hugs What you negotiate matter, it ain't 'bout what you deserve A nigga curve a ho', it's servin', ho' But, nah, with every ho', they know I go And go again, the land of the peaches And they foreign friend, they be goin' in, ain't gotta lure 'em in Sheesh, so fuck shit, better go on with it Paper on me at all times, like I was born with it Anybody get it and errbody fuckin' with it Most iconic out of my motherfuckin' city, nigga (Symba) Down in Miami, pullin' yachts off the dock (yeah) Barely watch my watch, 'cause this money come 'round the clock (yeah) I got a few haters, but they too broke to be opps Tryna juggle all these women, I'm startin' to feel like my pops Walkin' out of Nobu, put Gracie Hunter in a drop I'm with the block, we turned the Hollywood Hills into Ante Up (facts) These keyboard killers been constantly takin' shots But my dogs'll put a hole in your steppers, like they was Crocs These hoes back in they feelings, so what? I'm back on my grind (yeah) Where was your bitches at when your bread was longer than mine? I used to pull out my card and would pray it wouldn't decline But God ain't always answer my prayers to send a sign The Maybach just like the crib, it came with blinds The crib got heated marble floors, I'm doin' fine Forever about a dime, I promise I had to climb I ain't even hit my prime, I told you niggas, results take time Hahaha, you niggas talkin' 'bout flowers NIgga, I've been getting bouquets by the truckload recently And I'm far from satisfied Oh, yeah My foot is on you niggas next, and you can feel it, haha Let's dance Nigga Gangsta Grillz