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No Help

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Hip-Hop/Rap

No Help was released on July 15, 2008 by Rap-A-Lot as a part of the album It Is What It Is

Song Details

AlbumIt Is What It Is

Release DateJuly 15, 2008

LabelRap-A-Lot

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM66

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

A.B.N.

Performer

Z-Ro

Performer

Trae tha Truth

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

A.B.N.

Songwriter

Trae tha Truth

Songwriter

F. Thompson

Songwriter

Joseph W. McVey

Joseph W. McVey

Songwriter

Q. Whetherstone

Q. Whetherstone

Songwriter

Lyrics

Don't come around my way 'cause I don't need a

'Nother fair weather friend with a trick up his sleeve

Acting like you really my ****, but he after my cheese

Y'all **** get me congested, move around and let me breathe

I remember when you **** ain't want me to hit the weed

Now that I'm rapping, you see me and tell me to hit the weed

Thinking you can get a VIP pass and get in free

But Joseph McVey is enough company for me

Wanna kick it with me 'cause I kick it with the high class

Y'all didn't wanna kick it when I was down on my ass

In my corduroy britches, y'all was in Louis Vuitton

Laughing and pointing at a ****, trying to ruin my fun

For using the millennium, or money by the ton

You **** ain't help me get it, I did it with no one

Fuck showing love back, I ain't showing none

Y'all **** don't have to

Come to none of my shows, or buy none of my tapes

'Cause with or without your support, I'ma still be straight

The less **** around me, the better I can concentrate

When I can't think straight, I open up a chest plate

It could be ya death date, get beside yourself

We ain't cool, I think you better rewind yourself

Before a cemetery be where you can find yourself

So beat your feet, and let the door close behind yourself

I don't need no friend, I don't need no broad

Only thing I need is the help of the good Lord

Trying to kick it, but motherfuckers sing too hard

'Cause I'ma be keeping it real, they gon be keeping it fraud

A hundred and fifty-two percent, I'm real with me

So instead of keeping my ****, get the steel with me

I can do bad one deep, so I chill with me

Fuck y'all ****

I don't need no help, my ****, I can do bad on my own

And I don't need no company, lil' mama, stop ringing my cellular phone

When I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick it

I'm a nobody until I can shine

So when my money is long, I don't need nobody to visit

Leave me lonely like you did last time

I'm a asshole, and I ain't trying to be rude

But I don't really give a damn about none of y'all

You use to hate a **** tough from way back in the day

First off, fuck each and every one of y'all

I be a loner on my own, alone hang with my chrome

These motherfuckers play, life so fraud

I peep game to the tee

'Cause I don't want nobody to catch a **** slipping on the Boulevard

And on the other hand, just to make matters worse

I feel they want me headed to the grave

And I ain't ready to leave, I got my back planted against the wall

With a nine, about to misbehave

Same old shit, whether friend or a foe

Pack your shit, and get the fuck out the door

Ain't no way, you hoes finna be a part of my life

A.B.N is all that I know

You can try what you wanna, but I ain't gon' fail

Look at me now and all the shit that I sell

I'ma beat a **** trunk off, coast to coast

And everybody who doubt that can go to hell

Sometimes I'm right, sometimes I'm wrong

And I don't give a fuck because I'm in my zone

All that hate you got, it only make a **** strong

So I like how it feel when I'm left all alone

I don't need no help, my ****, I can do bad on my own

And I don't need no company, lil' mama, stop ringing my cellular phone

When I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick it

I'm a nobody until I can shine

So when my money is long, I don't need nobody to visit

Leave me lonely like you did last time

You must've thought I forgot when I was stuck on the block

And I was broke, everybody laughed a lot

And now the tables have turned, you **** fraud

And you know see Trae with his foot up on the gas a lot

'Cause I don't trust you ****

Give me fifty feet 'fore I rush you ****

Move it around 'cause I don't fuck with you ****

To tell the truth, I'm allergic to you ****

Asshole for life until a **** fly

**** don't stop, better go and pass by

And hoes, don't call my cellular phone

The only thing that y'all know how to do is lie

Why y'all **** wanna rob, wanna steal, that ain't real

How the fuck I'ma kick it with you, you ain't gon get me killed

I done seen a lot of blood on the battlefield

Even though I'm tired, I be climbing up the ladder still

Ain't nobody words gon' hurt me, even if they desert me

I'ma still be grubbing, and drink a drink when I'm thirsty

Just to be in my position, motherfuckers ain't worthy

So they feminine conversations don't even disturb me

I'm a gangsta, don't need another **** to grade me

If I'm in trouble, don't need nobody to save me

Steady losing composure, like my kin folk Trae be

I'ma handle my bidness, ain't no probably's or maybes

I don't need no help, my ****, I can do bad on my own

And I don't need no company, lil' mama, stop ringing my cellular phone

When I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick it

I'm a nobody until I can shine

So when my money is long, I don't need nobody to visit

Leave me lonely like you did last time

I don't need no help, my ****, I can do bad on my own

And I don't need no company, lil' mama, stop ringing my cellular phone

When I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick it

I'm a nobody until I can shine

So when my money is long, I don't need nobody to visit

Leave me lonely like you did last time

Written by: A.B.N., F. Thompson, Joseph W. McVey, Q. Whetherstone, Trae tha Truth

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