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NoCap - No Jewelry (Official Music Video)
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NoCap
NoCap
Vocals
IV beatss
IV beatss
Programming
SephGotTheWaves
SephGotTheWaves
Programming
Vicasso
Vicasso
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Spencer IV
James Spencer IV
Songwriter
Joseph Boyden
Joseph Boyden
Songwriter
Kobe Crawford
Kobe Crawford
Songwriter
Victor Todd Jr
Victor Todd Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
IV beatss
IV beatss
Producer
SephGotTheWaves
SephGotTheWaves
Producer
Vicasso
Vicasso
Producer

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That's all that matter with it Steph got the waves Yeah, yeah, yeah It's like real, it's like real, it's like real I ain't really got no jewelry So I pour the lean on ice I just hope that God don't Take no more of my niggas' life We drownin' so deep in the streets And we waitin' on the lifeguard hope he save us Truck driveway full of cars Like Derrick, we hope the narcs don't raid us I feel like you 12 Lil' Joe gon' step on 'em we call 'em Rugrats The hate right in front of me, With scoliosis I wanted love back The Draco ain't married, when I see my enemies bullets gon' rang out We gon' treat 'em like slaves, we gon' Spin every day 'til they don't wanna hang out Hope I don't go broke on bodies But I'm not payin' Dr. Miami She'll probably do anything to get a nut I hope that lil' hoe don't rob Sandy (squirrel) Got 9 so the windows tinted Percocets but I'm standin' up in it We gon' get it, yea as long they printed Line it up let Lil' Joe finish Conversations with God, we all human Ain't talkin' to the preacher Don't be mad Ray Charles, I never get to see my niggas neither Every dream cost, I'm sittin' in the cell Dreamin' 'bout the free world Not waitin' on trial, ain't nothing Going well I'm tryin' see Pearl Yea, hood investigation, God in my city they tryin' Hit me with that, Gang affiliation Narcs hit the block I ain't talkin' Kevin but I'ma jump the gates My dawgs they hungry they hope the 7 come, 4 in the tre I took 'em to trial so I really can't say I ain't really got no jewelry So I pour the lean on ice I just hope that God don't Take no more of my niggas' life We drownin' so deep in the streets And we waitin' on the lifeguard hope he save us Truck driveway full of cars Like Derrick, we hope the narcs don't raid us
Writer(s): Kobe Crawford, James Spencer, Joseph Boyden, Victor Todd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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