No Guidance Lyrics

No guidance, probably best to let em know

Cause if life is just a gamble baby, I been on a roll

Y'all don't want me back on my old shit

Load it up, let's go shit

That put that strap to your back

Now give it up where's it at

And if we come for it, don't run for it, just let that go

Cause for them O's, you'll get X'd out, that's tic-tac-toe

I heard the talk around town is that they coming for me

So tell them keep coming, I'll give these bitches something to see

Your mama say I'm bad news, dad said so too

And if you judge me like they do, fuck you and fuck them too

Look, I give a fuck less who I upset

I'll send your bitch that what's up text

We both know what comes up next, just alcohol and rough sex

Look, y'all boys suspect, ayy

And a big man ain't big enough

Dig a ditch big enough to fit a body in a place where nobody can dig more

And y'all really need to give it up, y'all been out here looking like sitting ducks

Y'all was never really bout shit, and that's why it's hard for me to give a fuck

But I'ma pull up with some more shit

I don't believe in the forfeit, all my homies talk the flame

Fuck around and get your torch lit, fuck around and get your Porsche hit

You might fuck around and get your dog kicked

Go Picasso with the motherfucking chopper

Watch the young boy paint portraits

We ain't have no guidance, we ain't have no guidance

Them young boys, them young boys been wilding

Cause we ain't have no guidance, we ain't have no guidance

Them young boys, them young boys been wilding

Cause we ain't have no guidance, we ain't have no guidance

They called us the bad kids cause we never had shit

We ain't have no guidance, ayy, yeah

So now that we money making, they calling us troublemakers

Cause we ain't have no guidance

We ain't never chased rainbows in the same trap with the same straps

And the same bitches in the same hoes, it's only going on to change clothes

Biggie Smalls with the Kangol, 2Pac with that bandana

Thug life out in Atlanta, I been putting the street like I'm Santana

Pop a Xanadu, yeah, whole gang with the shits, yeah

Glock 40 with the grip, that means there's 30 bullets in the clip, yeah

Shoot it out like I'm Rambo, we in the bushes with the camo

You can tell the coppers with the helicopters, we got helichoppers and the ammo

Fuck you bitch, I'm brand new, everything getting ran through

Fuck you and your damn crew, and your right hand man too

Truth is I can't stand you, at least I been keeping it real

Cause people get killed, found dead deep in the hill

We ain't have no guidance, we ain't have no guidance

Them young boys, them young boys been wilding cause we ain't have no guidance

We ain't have no guidance, them young boys

Them young boys been wilding cause we ain't have no guidance

They called us the bad kids cause we never had shit, we ain't have no guidance

Now that we money making

They calling us troublemakers cause we ain't have no guidance

Mama say I'm bad news, and your dad too

They don't know me, they just judging cause of tattoos

I'm not a bad dude, I do what I have to

Cash rules, living fast, count cash too

We ain't have no guidance, my homies are wilding

My homies are wilding and we moving in silence

Go to sleep, the gunshot, wake up the sirens

Close your mouth before I close your eyelids

I been out here plotting, scheming and robbing

Me and lil bro been mobbing, looking for the conflict

I bomb shit, act like I was born without a fucking conscience

Yeah, no nonsense, yeah, yeah

That was it

The Bad Kids

Cause we ain't have no guidance, we ain't have no guidance

Young boys, them young boys been wilding cause we ain't have no guidance

Yeah, we ain't have no guidance

Them young boys, them young boys been wilding cause we ain't have no guidance

They call us the bad kids cause we never had shit, we ain't have no guidance