No Hook

Whole lotta clips

It’s a movie it’s a scene

40 On my hip

Gotta dick and a beam

I left mama crib

By the age of 17

Had a pocketful of crips

And a headful of steam

Now i’m walking like a pimp

Cuz my limp make me lean

Remember i got hit

I thought shit

Was a dream

But nah shit get real

When you really in the field

Police ask who shot me

I ain’t tell em what it is

I know what it was

**** wanna have me killed

**** always hated on ya boy

Since i was little

Talk behind my back

But never told me how they feel

And Me on the other hand

I ain’t got no chill

I’ll tell you to ya face

How i feel and that’s real

We can shoot the fade

If it gets you in ya feels

But they dnt wanna fight no more

These **** wanna kill

These **** plotting on me

That’s what happened to my hip

“I heard ya bro set ya up

How it make u feel”?

It make me feel like

These **** don’t fuck with me for real

Make me feel like i need

To keep my head on a swivel

Cuz i know i got enemies

Posing as my ****

I can’t trust nobody

How im posed to trust my hittas

“You think ima trust a hoe

If i cant trust my hittas”?

I’m still a little ****

But my money getting bigger

And yeah im getting older

But i’m only getting richer

Young rich ****

Never been a bitch ****

Got it out the dirt

Like a fucking ditch digger

Throw me in the jungle

Come back with a chinchilla

Coat made of lions, tigers

Bears and bitch ****

I ain’t like u ****

Nah i ain’t like the rest

**** hit me in my hip

Aiming at my chest

So that mean he can’t aim

Or i’m truly blessed

Yeh i’m truly blessed

I’m the chosen one

I got 2 sets of jewelry

This my golden one

Yeah you say you got a chain

But that’s your only one

Can’t fuck on no basic hoe

Only foreign ones

I be switching up my flow

Can’t stay on to one

When i’m in the studio

They say “you on to sum”

When i go see my p.o

“I don’t own a gun”

I was on the run

They was on the hunt

I was doing “the race”

Before they wrote the song

They said “Thats the wave”

And y’all just played along

Now y’all in the game

But y’all playing it wrong

Now y’all in da way

Let that chopper spray

You was in the way

And now you out the way

“What that doctor say? “

They said i wouldn’t walk again

But i walked today

I already had a Benz

I wanna cop a Wraith

I been cutting off my friends

Like i got a blade