No Handouts Lyrics

I did it all on my own there was no handouts

Drop the top of the range vison panned out

Used to dodge in a Hyundai now I'm Benz out

See I came up out the dirt roaches up in the cabinet

Starter hat and jacket piss stain all in the mattresses

Dreams of fucking actresses like Tamera and Tia

Now I sleep with twin switches and they both name Nina

See my momma was a diva my father was on his

Seventh day

Pops played the church while my mother just drunk her sins away

The vision never fades eating food out can

SpaghettiO Mac nd beef with bread slices and spam

I can never bite a hand if you helped me count to a band

And I will never fuck your bitch if you was labeled my man's

Get sprayed like tans I really don't play sun

Been blacking on beats and eating since day one

These niggas can play dumb like my shit anit hot

Baking soda coke and water watch me rise to the top

Bang bang like Craig pops

Man down like black ops

All they seen was the red dots

Flowers thrown on black box

To much money in the pot watch me triple my interest

You niggas play dough poor example that's thin crust

Cruising in a range truck picking a Benz ups

We don't entertain much this blikky to stand up

Defensive to the end get hit by this Justin tuck

911 have them calling the medic up

See the chicken get shredded up

Feed shells like toco trucks

Benz white like Donald Duck

Drop the top like momma look

They counted me out so I had to bet on my self

This gold water on neck make me feel like mike Phelps

This for the whipping with the belt with my face in the corner

Bed sheet on the floor but my hoodie was warmer

Now I'm hot like saunas growing like farmers

Bitch Jane Fonda

Big body e Honda

Need is three commas

Tuck like osama

Smoke em like marijuana

Muerto mañana

Get pop your brain yonder off with the wind

See ya boy been stepping since Tupac lugz in the gym

It's was 50 fab and Jim

Wayne Jay and em

They influenced me with this shit

With out them no him

To many verses like hymns

Been Praying ducking from sin

Flip bride with a shep we living above rim

Kyle wattson with the shot motaw when we spin

There no losing with this shit I was born to fucking win

I did it all on my own there was no handouts

Drop the top of the range vison panned out

Used to dodge in a Hyundai now I'm Benz out

Funny how it all started just from a half ounce