NO HOOK Lyrics

Vegas trips MGM takin trips with bro and them

Subliminal's fuck that shit I gotta go get rid of them

Its pitiful nobodies hearing him ain't no fear in him the sinister

Minister preaching but we ain't hearing him diminish them

They tryna make it like you a basic we gone finish them

Ghosting me lately you better pay me I'm worth minerals

How this ain't you but you just did that niggas fictional

Known you since school but niggas still ain't learn no principles

Cursing this beat I might say fuck it do a ritual

The reaper gone creep when you go up I know that's typical

You see what you see but can't see that I Know it's visible

They comin at me but can't even do the minimum

Cross the line got niggas creeping on you like the grudge and them

It's a prophet speaking take a seat it ain't no judging him

Saying this but doing that my nigga ain't no trusting them

Its a private section only real niggas I don't fuck with them

Cruising down the street in my 64 this ain't no Eazy-E

Tell me why the world so cold a nigga gotta heat the seats

Niggas probably run with hoes before they go believe in me

Reaper taking souls so you better go and talk to G

Research do your facts before come and try to talk to me

You ain't got no motion you outdated niggas obsolete

Catch me in the front but in the cut why he so indiscreet

Concrete took a solider this forever nigga fuck the streets

Boulders on my shoulders this ain't over this ain't for the weak

Creeping like a vulture I just said that shit the other week

They keep taking naps here's a pillow fuck it let em sleep

Better set alarms my name ringing niggas playing sheep

I just met my goal & some hoes I ain't satisfied

Had to switch the flow on the bros this my other side

Took a trip to Vegas MGM yeah we stay outside

Black on black on black I got my shades on when it's dark outside

This shit tik for tac I get my lick back Ima show you right

Never thought your day one switch up on you for some money right

Couple hundred dollars nothing major you know something slight

I just think these niggas insecure and did it outta spite

Spanish bitch she on me we just yea and then I adios

She don't understand me what the fuck am I gone stay here for

Roll another wood the casamigos got me moving slow

Took another sip and ain't no telling what I might be on

Bitch I'm in Atlanta in the stu I can't do nothing wrong

Might just come right back and hit up jack and drop another song

G star on my chest and on my pants I got to put it on

Bubba in my chest and I got za too I don't smoke It all

Speeding pass the next Im like a jet be Creeping through the night

Leaching off the next just for a check aye hold on some ain't right

Not the type to flex but I can bet that I just did it right

All these baby steps it's been bout twenty summers plenty nights

Twenty summers plenty nights yeah

Twenty summers plenty nights aye

Twenty summers plenty nights gang

Twenty summers plenty nights yeah uh

Cruising down the street in my 64 I ain't no Eazy E

Cruising down the street in my 64 I ain't no Eazy E