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No Hook2

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Hip-Hop/Rap

No Hook2 è stato pubblicato il 23 dicembre 2022 da Open Shift Distribution come parte dell'album Street Politician

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumStreet Politician

Data di uscita23 dicembre 2022

EtichettaOpen Shift Distribution

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM84

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Spliffjit

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Antonio Mcmillian

Antonio Mcmillian

Songwriter

Testi

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[Intro]

Fuck

That real Pyrex shit

Uh

[Verse 1]

I really went hard for ****

Way back in '16, I hit that cell, I took that charge for ****

I took my tour with all this shit, I think too large for ****

You can hear that struggle all in my voice, that poverty carved a ****

You can hear that hustle all in my voice 'cause they can't starve a ****

Now they all be givin' out shit for free, but they still charge a ****

This shit for me, how you tap me? That shit had scarred a ****

I'm gon' leave that shit right where I smelled it, ain't gon' start with ****

I'm gon' play my hand right where they dealt it, playin' it smart with ****

Playin' this shit to my best

Playin' this shit to my vest

Uh, mama, I'm felony test

Uh, I can't get no rest for real, baby, I'm tired, I'm stressed

Uh, maybe I'm kind of depressed

These **** be doin' too much and I just be tryna do less

For real, no talkin', just sittin' that check

No stuntin', no time to flex

Uh, I ain't even tryna have sex

Uh, baby, come break your neck for real

**** know I'm up next for real

Stood in the trap, won't stress a deal

We was just broke, just stretchin' meals

We was just up off ecstasy pills

Stood on that block like T.J. Watt and I hit like Buck O'neil

I want a bag, it's fuck a thot, got on my bag, I love the feel

Ayy, I am not rushin' this shit, slow is better than fast

I can recall them days when I ain't have shit, so tell me what's better than last

Start beatin' the pot and I look at my wrist, drop and they tell me it's glass

Power House callin' my phone, the credit done hit, gotta pay extra in cash, extra in cash

I been to Hell and back for real, I had a blast

Stuck in the cell, I ain't never tell, so yeah, label me one of the last

I will not fail, I gotta prevail, I promise that I'ma go fetchin' a bag

It's in myself to catch me a sale, so look, I cannot sit on my ass

I need the bricks and I need the bales, so look, put all this shit in the bag

I'm in the street just like a Seville, I guess you could say I'm livin' fast

I played the game like it was Atari, now look, that karma be all on my ass

I felt the shame and I felt the sorry, so look, I'ma be flexin' this cash

I done been broke and couldn't make a dollar, so look, I'm makin' a play like I'm Chad

I was too small and couldn't be a starter, so I started rockin' them burgundy rags

I felt like school ain't had enough offers, so look, I started skippin' the class

I hit the club and drank out a bottle and look, fucked around, fell on my ass

Fresh out a cell, I'm goin' full throttle and look, got all these fuck **** mad

Fresh out a cell, this ho wanna holler and look, got all my ex bitches sad

Fresh out a cell, I'm chasin' a dollar 'cause, yeah, I lost everything that I had

Uh, yeah, yeah, I lost everything that I had and I went flat, brr

Written by: Antonio Mcmillian

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