No Metaphors Lyrics

Hey, follow the drip through the trenches

As a youngin' knew runnin' the streets wasn't a privilege

Shakin' the jakes hoppin' fences, shorty finesse with charisma

Teacher said I'ma be a statistic, he thought I would end up in prison

Young man need to work on attendance, but really ain't none of your business, bitch

Sister put food on the table, I'm watchin' the babies and duckin' imprisonments

Can't take a vacation, I'm still on probation don't wanna get caught up in incidents

Folks got a lil' 50 ball, he in city hall tryna start his own businesses

I'm tryna get all my niggas rich, and pay lawyers to knock out they sentences

Bro finna buy him a pint and put half in the spite, I'm a still put a six in it

Told my boo to stay true to religion now they on my denim, damn, what a coincidence

I spent a check on my Robins while you doin' fraud off the government stimulus

Too bad, I'm livin' amazing, I put a check in my savings

Dolce & Gabbana my fragrance, used to sleep on the cot in the basement

I was talkin' to God every day kid, fightin' these demons, I'm haunted by Satan

Callin' collect they wasn't makin' the payments, Niggas switched up didn't know how to take it

Now I got faith, but it took a lil' patience, Flame up the Dez put that shit in rotation

Ayy, I'm in your city it's tinted

I done fucked plenty of bitches, I done hurt many a feelings

Put my hand out for what, niggas be Indian givin

She suck a dick for attention, you gotta give me a minute

I swear that Remy addictive, that ass fat, sent me a picture

Glizzy a semi, I switched it, shit'll get hideous, nigga

I talked to the monster that live in my closet this shit is insidious, nigga

Tried to do me like Ricky, lil' nigga damn, it be the iffiest niggas

Still with some niggas that been in the sand, free all them killers that live in the can

I know some blood that treat me like friends, got one time to switch, I can't give him a chance

Shorty a villain, he sinning again, baggin' OZ's and shavin' up grams

Rotisserie chicken, it used to be spam, used to play ball, now he on the land

Nah, he ain't no hoopin' no more, shorty on point, he'll shoot through the door

Used to be true to these hoes, cuffing a bitch, he can't do that no more

Shorty ain't stupid no more, savin' these hoes, ain't Cupid no more

Keep him like two in the pole, slide through the zoo with the Moe's

Foe them might shoot up the hole, you Jackville, you fuck around get your cap peeled

Fuck E.B.O, fuck Smashville, foe them will on your ass still

Why the fuck is niggas mad still, probably cause they don't know how that bag feel

Niggas be broke as hell, I'm on the floor for real

You niggas a joke for real, Yo bitch, she a hoe for real

And all your soldiers dead, it wasn't no hoe for Dez

I'm steady smokin' that, think I'm a go to hell