NO MORE PARTIES IN DC Lyrics

Yo, these niggas down bad with the raps, they copy you

You can take my bars, you can take my style, anything that I would do

Anytime I came around, I told these niggas that I won't lose

I would talk my shit, never lie, be lit, man, I try to give balanced grooves

My thoughts when I was new, naive but college dude

My mind was not in tune, outside provided fools

With all these tools I tried to use, I strive to find those jewels

I guess that album title right, and Ye provided shoes

That's cool

I'm up, no time to snooze, hit Ty and slide to U

Street got my mind and mood, to bag a dime and groove

Like I sell lines in rooms, like I sell lines and tunes

Go stream my album soon, like noon

Sing praise like I'm in pews, say you do well like Recoome

City's dead like a violent tomb

Break in my shit, nevermind, I'm through

New flow, new rhyme, new stances

It's my cue to relay these answers

Real nigga, I ain't doin' no dances

Or cute tricks to appease these bastards

My research says if you do these things to change your image

You'll appeal to a bigger audience

Oh, oh, I see what's goin' on

So what are you gonna wanna do to me next

Give me a flat top and a big ass

I've been so damn out the way, I know I chose this isolation

Not just the physical, but in my head, it's been so jaded

My ex, I love her down, she knew me best and was so patient

I tried to see the light, but I was blinded, Neo Matrix

These relationships that I had cruisin', dipped

I'm talkin' lover, fam, or friends

I had to lose my shit

So no more parties in D.C., too much bodies in these streets

I just chose to block the thotties and go party overseas

Hit Jamaica, unlike Louie, why that goofy go to Reed

Word to 'Rome, that's R.I.P

You can squabble up, or the yappin' cease

The gloves came off when I found this beat

So when I write, I can tell it's heat

Man, so when I write, you can tell it's peak, like I'm Oda

GODA, I thought I told you, posers

That you could try to rob me blind

But you can't steal my focus

I left my demons in my twenties

Hope you hoes is frozen

Or else I'll keep on bidding on you

Keep the jokes in motion, oh shit

That's it, that's it, that's it, hey

No more parties in D.C., no more parties in D.C

They got bodies, they got shotties

I should probably pack a heat, gone