5G NO STYLE Lyrics

5G No Style

5G No Style

5G No Style

5G No Sty

5G No Style

5G No Style

5G No Style

5G No Style (Hey)

5G No Style (Hey)

This man gone wild (Yeah)

This girl senile (Ay)

My thinking homicidal (Ay)

I been feeling like a target

Me and MG Drove Miles

5G No Style

I was sixteen, My health wasn't pristine

I was in so many groups that I was getting groupies

Thank God I got Beckett uh, Thank God that he chose me

I cannot be on Tinder man, these straight white women scare me

Cis men want a pet or trick

Bitch you better put me down

I got to get all my own shit

I cannot be handing out

Yes we lost a fortune wow

I just saw our fortune now

Selling trauma makes you rich

But can't heal pain you're dealing with

5G No Style (Hey)

5G No Style (Hey)

This man gone wild (Yeah)

This girl senile (Ay)

My thinking homicidal (Ay)

I been feeling like a target

Me and MG Drove Miles

5G No Style

One, two, three, four

Five, six, seven, eight

I don't give a fuck if

I never see heaven's gates

One, two, three, four

Five, six, seven, eight

I don't give a fuck if

I never see heaven's gates

You were doing things you shouldn't

I was who you wish you could've

Been in '02

Got it open

Pass it over

Power motives

I don't think we gonna stop

Nojay meant to be on top

No one could convince me

That I'm not the greatest every drop

Every day I'm getting better

Every day you're getting settled

Into your role of becoming second

Sacramento love letter

Nojay got no opposition

I got dreams and premonitions

I got fans with bad addictions

I got a man with good intentions

5G No Style (Hey)

5G No Style (Hey)

This man gone wild (Yeah)

This girl senile (Ay)

My thinking homicidal (Ay)

I been feeling like a target

Me and MG Drove Miles

5G No Style

One, two, three, four

Five, six, seven, eight

I don't give a fuck if

I never see heaven's gates

One, two, three, four

Five, six, seven, eight

I don't give a fuck if

I never see heaven's gates

Tried to help them out

But they dirty with your name

Talking to your friends

They were all feeling the same

Don't work with threats

I just outwork your pace

Don't need another motherfucker in my way

Lot of these trust funds leaking

Little too much money to be teasing

I don't waste my time getting even

I'm 'a take your spot and your seating