No Politics ft. Arik Lyrics

Take me away

Take me away from here ohh

Take me away

Take me away from here ohh

Take me away

Take me take me

Take me take me

Away away

Away away

Away

Off with ya Head

This ain't Wonderland

A hunnit grand strapped

In the rubber band

She rode me like a bus

I'm her only fan

And she yelling trust

Like a raven fan

Twenty grams

In the blunt

That's not enough

Always down to

bet on black

Let's run it up

Giddy up

Time to hit em up

Fuck the city up

Run amok

I'm honest like

Giannis resigning

I keep it a buck

It's not luck

When your built

To go the distance

Ain't really with the bitching

Gotta problem go and fix it

If it's not about some business

Know I probably won't listen

Need more commas

In my account

Than a run on sentence

In a league of my own

I should call up Guinness

It's a record for how long

I have put up with you niggas

cannot tell the difference

From you clowns

Chasing gimmicks

Everybody wanna mimic

Don't nobody gotta vision

For the throne

Watch ya tone

Before you get

Punched in your

Fucking mouth

You'se a hoe

You know exactly

Who I'm talking about

I'm Jerome

You better learn

How to squabble bruh

Or like Capone

I will turn you to

A massacre

It's algebra

How I calculated

And waited to

X you out

Elevated my position

Like a pitcher

On the mound

Chillen by my lonely

If you love me then

You hold me down

I will make the

Earth quake

When I'm six feet

In the ground

Low Key, good vibes

Ain't no politickin

We don't choose sides

Shorty steady talking

About a timeline

I rather mind my business

Bitch that's T.M.I

Be advise, we outside

Living life, no disguise

Chasing dreams, reaching highs

No ceilings, we fly

In the moment, we strive

No drama, too high

Living free, feeling alive

Put ya hands in the sky

I'm bout to shed the light

Nobody can shine for me

Man i did it for myself

Nobody could try for me

Man they seen it for themselves

Nobody can lie for me

Gotta bad stomach

Some shit ain't sitting right with me

You nobodies to somebody

The don dada

Won the race

But I been jogging

I'm unbothered

Get pissed on like Ben Wallace

Or little toddlers

Been too on

Been too woke for ya slumber parties

Damn

Shawty got potential

But she did it for some Bands

It's about the bigger picture

But she did it for the gram

Ain't give her no attention

Better get it from ya man

She said I'm the only one

And they are only fans

No politicking over here

Don't vote for imposters

Once you in that bitch flowing

Swear nothing can stop you

Gotta license for my mine

So I can legally pop you

So Dont try to get hostile

Real ones what's up

Low Key, good vibes

Ain't no politickin

We don't choosing sides

Shorty steady talking

About a timeline

I rather mind my business

Bitch that's T.M.I

Be advise we outside

Living life, no disguise

Chasing dreams, reaching highs

No ceilings, we fly

In the moment, we strive

No drama, too high

Living free, feeling alive

Put ya hands in the sky