No Lauren

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah yeah
Lebron

[Chorus]
She block me say dont hit her phone, she still calling
My pockets feelin like Jim Jones, they still balling
She rather cook and sit at home, it sound boring
I told her I can’t be yo Nip, you no Lauren

[Verse 1]
Can't name another Crenshaw nigga that’s still going
Don’t waste no time patting me down it’s all on me
I seen the shit that happen to Slim and something told me
Crazy how these niggas don’t put on they own homies (oh you got one)
They waitin’ for ‘em to dome you
Ever thought about snap and shoot everybody who wronged u
Why еverytime you want to hit my cup, go get yo own juicе
Walking m out the liquor store, smokers doing Kung Fu
Beamer parked right in the front, know how I come through
Bad bitch smoke in the air, a lot of guns too
Big Crip can’t even lie, even my funds blue
Shoot it out, used to be homies look what it comes too
‘member was in love with Tanisha now she a run through
Swap-meet, ran into my teacher he told me go to school
Palm trees, I’m from south central never seen Cancun
Can’t sleep, watching my people, know what this money do..

[Chorus]
She block me say don’t hit her phone, she still calling
My pockets feelin like Jim Jones they still balling
She rather cook and sit at home it sound boring
I told her I can’t be yo Nip, you no Lauren

[Refrain]
Oops I’m so tarnished
Inspired by the drugs, the cars, that’s so foreign
I’m seeing through the cap, these niggas is all Norbit
They tryna go to war my niggas is all for it

[Verse 2]
From 2nd ave and Florence, RP to my nigga beast, who willing to die for it?
Speeding on my way to a bag and I’m tryna floor it
Walk in with a drake, make it hard to backdoor em
Hear the politics from these niggas that barely know ‘em
Made it to my 30s and fuck it I’m barely blowing but
Ask about who making shit happen I think you know wassup
Looking for a plug, same niggas was looking over us
Stil do this shit for Shady and Crafty I had to Poe one up
Made crash have to pull out the bird, they couldn’t pull over us
Shout out my young niggas catch bodies before they old enough
Ya mama son then turned to a killa it’s part of growing up
She recognize the real in a nigga I can’t be folded up
She fine but wanna kill all my time and I can’t be slowing up
I seen a faithful nigga get left cuz he wasn’t on enough
We taught to give it back to the streets if it don’t belong to us

[Chorus]
She block me say dont hit her phone, she still calling
My pockets feelin like Jim Jones, they still balling
She rather cook and sit at home, it sound boring
I told her I can’t be yo Nip, you no Lauren

[Refrain]
Oops I’m so tarnished
Inspired by the drugs, the cars, that’s so foreign
I’m seeing through the cap, these niggas is all Norbit
They tryna go to war my niggas is all for it (tryna to go to war my niggas is all for it)