No Sympathy

(Intro: Shakes Lo)
Fuck disloyalty

(Hook: Shakes Lo)
It’s no sympathy gotta move tactical in these streets
Gotta make sure the lil bros safe
Smoking dope tryna ease the pain
Momma crying no more struggling
Fuck a friend we ain’t trusting em

(Verse 1: Shakes Lo)
Lemme get that break it off like kit kat
I️ stay grippin that's two ratchets
Don't run up and get blew backwards
The money stackin we stash that
The opps we laugh at
Ya stay talking this hot shit
If it ain’t money I️ can’t profit
Go chase a bag lil stupid nigga it’s no sympathy
These hating niggas gon envy me
When you make it you see all that fake shit
Dickriding back to back all these bitches basic
Swerving thru the ave
Sipping on acc pour it up
Me and tay six gon run it up
Was busy trappin out that corner store
She on my line what you calling for
Hit the bank and I️ cash out
We fuck em good then we laugh about it
Main denim’s what I️ back out in
Givenchy tees was the sweatshirt
Cuban links make my neck hurt
She all up on me diving head first
Walk in the spot you know it’s litt
Groupie bitches asking who is him
15 hundred on some louboutins
Designer on me I️ stay dripping
Vvs they stay swinging
Heart cold and I can’t feel it

(Hook: Shakes Lo)
It’s no sympathy gotta move tactical in these streets
Gotta make sure the lil bros safe
Smoking dope tryna ease the pain
Momma crying no more struggling
Fuck a friend we ain’t trusting em

(Verse 2: Shakes Lo)
Fuck a friend we ain’t trusting em
If u movin work gotta lay low
Cause niggas get shot over pesos
Catch me in a jam if you say so
Niggas talking but forever hating
They my motivation on my way to greatness
Ima stack hard
A couple scammers swiping black cards
Ima keep grindin eatin Benihana’s
Fucking bad bitches like Rihanna
They say they got it but I know they chuckin
Come here baby lemme show you something
Skip thru the lane like Rafer Alston
I don’t trust nobody
For a couple kilos had to call the papi
And broke niggas can’t afford to die
They see you winning they get horrified
If it ain’t about money I could never stress
Pussy niggas better get a vest
Look at the wrist
Watch how I flex
Look at the wrist
Watch how I flex
Dab on em bands on me
Keep the cash on em ..

(Outro: Shakes Lo)
It’s something about these blue faces
Got these lil treeshes going crazy
Money callin i take it
Foreign cars we racing
Hop out the V im wasted
Jullatti Boyz we here to take it ouu yeah yeah