No Hook ft. C Spazzo Lyrics

All the shit I be going through got me numbing my feelings

When I sit back, I'm smoking on GG and I be thinking about winning

And all of these niggas be hating they talking about C Spazzo, Cuz they see me winning

Mama told me, don't worry, you gon' be a star, you just got to remain patient

Sometimes when I sit back, pray to God, hoping he forgive me for sinning

But I'm sorry, Lord, motherfuckers be plotting, they scheming

They'd rather see me dead in that box not breathing

That's why I commit sins, for a reason

I could never trust a bitch again, cause these bitches be treeshin

How you fuck with me in the opps, lil' bitch? You just treasing

You was just in my bed late nights, you was sucking and swallowing up my semen

Pop a perk, I'm sipping this wockhart, man, this shit got me leaning

If I call up Cedii, that's my cuzzie, nigga, we gon' walk up and get the creeping

I'm with C Spazzo, thats the cuz, I be telling him chill, he be spazzin' and geekin

Drop me the addy, nigga, where you at?

Got my soldiers ready to attack

LGR niggas moving too tact, can't let us turns to a pack

I promised my mama I would never go, can't, can't trust no bitch, no hoe

Michael Vick when Lil' Bro throw, he tryna buss a cap, pushing back your fro

If it's up then it's stuck , better never run up, cause my niggas don't come to play around

Don't got a gun, get jumped, we 10 niggas deep

Told the cuz, spin a block like a merry go round

I told macho, knuckle up, he don't need a heat, punch a nigga straight to the ground

I told macho, knuckle up, he don't need a heat, punch a nigga straight to the ground

Spike on my back like a Viking, I stay with my team like Teen Titans

These pussy-ass niggas keep whining, tell the truth, nigga, stop lying

And all of my diamonds is shining, I'm tired of my people just dying

These niggas just change like climate, I don't got time for no fighting

You know a young nigga stay grinding, my diamonds shine bright like it's lightning

Bet your allowance, my diamonds wet like a fountain

And I'm counting this money, it's piling , I'm counting this money, it's piling

I'm not, I'm not preaching, but these niggas be pillow-talking, they be chatting

Give me the reason why these niggas mad, fuck a beef, go get you a bag

I'm way too focused too ever get attached

Just fuck this girl, hit X for the pass

Ab ain't Crip, but he move like he loc

When I pass him the chop, he moving real tactic

You say you gon' run up on who?

If I call up my killys, my bloodies, my cuzzie, might cracc em

Last nigga, he spoke on the team, he still OT

They still asking what happened

If I see that boy in the hood, he gonna run rick

Like Doobie, we got several attachments