N.O.T.L.D. Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
NOTLD, headed in west of east LV
Wreck for breakfast, lessen stresses
I been X the BLT
Did a bid at Pomerantz on spaceships with GLC
Needle tracks in PHI, gear shifts won't derail me
Mrs West Said we'd be losers ADH OR We LD
Now we Jordan, Pippen, Horace, W's man we held 3
Consecutive, let me live
Midas touch, a retail fee
Credit, debit, C.O.D
BTC or Eth tell me
NOTLD, what can he tell me
He jelly
Bag up 3 LPs, what can we sell free
We sell we D
That's my Sleep Celly, move when she tell me
NOTLD, NOTLD, NOTLD
NOTLD, I doubled down when teach failed me
And later tried me to throw me her number, I denied to be petty
North Phill, West Side, best side, up high, G-Town, Southwest, the other tribe a be SP
PYT, Mi Cherie, tap my vibe and ESP
She said if I was your girl, you'd dig on I like TLC
Crazy, Sexy, Cool, I told her choose one
I produce drums, I'm a loose gun
She said I could be well 3
NOTLD, what can he tell me
He jelly
Bag up 3 LPs, what can we sell free
We sell D
That's my Sleep Celly, move when she tell me
NOTLD, NOTLD, NOTLD
Caught somebody, Loss somebody
Nights I thought I'd off my body
Closing in the walls around me
Drunk and dirty crossed the county
Toss the Downy, corpse and bounties
Asphyxiate that talk could drown me
Nail is in, the coffins down see
Get them bitch ass thoughts from round me
NOTLD, took some L's and prevailed we
Scrapping through the savage land but Paradise and seashell me,
Flights to Asteroid M, I spaz this beat healthy
You would think I'm wilding off of X-Man, God damn I Beast Kelsey, creep stealthy
PAC said we was Made Niggas
Much more than six so go for eight figures
Doing scams with Dame don't let cage get ya
Rzarector hit me as a Grave Digga
Back when they used to shoot to Fade with ya
I Maneuvered through the hoops unscathed, picture
A much younger me was getting braids twisted
No waves no fade, stay liquored
A beast, from the east but in 99 I was drifting on the coast lost
Looking for my eternal sunshine, jaded vision through the float fog
Catalogue and my playlist miscellaneous but I just go hard
Shortie said she couldn't picture me spitting, instantaneous I cut the hoe off
NOTLD, what can he tell me
He jelly
Bag up 3 LPs, what can we sell free
We sell D
That's my Sleep Celly, move when she tell me
NOTLD, NOTLD, NOTLD
NOTLD, my mind is fit, my chi wealthy
But JMC, AMC, got me up some g's tell Z
I dipped the driveway, hit the highway
The bags in house split it five ways
Sitting sideways, all black, laid it down like PS3
Hit a touché, on the Brûlée
When I play the Hill like Dule
Flick a stainless steel skillet soufflé
This that Food and Liquor, Psyche, Lupe
No pineapple for the room tray
Cherry back seat of Jeeps, Su way
Get it from the mud, pant leg up, going God Body that's Cool J
NOTLD, what can he tell me
He jelly
Bag up 3 LPs, what can we sell free
We sell D
That's my Sleep Celly, move when she tell me
NOTLD, NOTLD, NOTLD