No More Rhymes

(Bando, you trim)

Said fuck it, let's get it

Hundred-some shots make 'em clear out the city

Thirty-plus shots in the semi, my rod in here, you know I keep stick with me

**** be cap, they say they gon' slide on him, be solid, be quick to get jiggy

Word around town, **** said they gon' get me

Know that shit cap, gotta stay in the city

All black, ski'd up, know that I'm with it

Look how far that we done came, 'member times we was slidin' in hemi

I'll never fuckin' change, man, I'll sell my diamond pendant

I was fucked up just sittin' in the rain, me and Glock, we slidin' with fifty

Hit the opp block just to make shit change, me and bro, we dyin' to get you

Slide, I don't know that ho

Ride, but they know that, though

Pull up, die, all the opps gon' go

Pull up mine, This ain't Burbank Road

Pull up, damn

I ain't got no more rhymes, I know wordplay, though, huh

Hop on the beat and I let the bitch ride, how the beat gon' go

I ain't gotta be cool with none of these ****, I'm keepin' it real as I can

Knowin' these **** be actin' like Melly, that shit have me watchin' my friends

Givin' me brain, so I'm givin' her thanks, I'm callin' up thirty again

Lettin' nothin' go, I'm lettin' 'em know that I'm comin' to get my revenge

This no rap, he thinkin' no cap, we'll pull up and hit at your man

Said I was sorry, I know I was wrong, can't say I wasn't makin' amends

Tore us apart, you rippin' my heart, I had my funeral just end

Forever scarred, I love too hard, I'll probably feel better tomorrow

YCOE, YCOE