No talking

[Intro]
You know
Growin up I ain't really have much
All my life I have been through so much shit
Nobody to turn to. (ha)
I asked niggas for help they ain't wanna give me shit
Now im comin up and you wanna get next to me like I owe you something?
Owe you something? (ha-haha)
Where you was at when I needed you?
I'm done talking

[Verse 1]
I done been through so much in my life that I can't forget
Got the ounce took it hard on the internet
Got myself a bag now these lil' niggas hatin'
Bitches gettin mad cuz I told them we aren't dating
Staying with my team, that's a bond that ain't ever breaking
Do the dash in the foreign, speed racing
(?) my music stay on every station
All these niggas hating only give me motivation
Gotta couple bad bitches, wanna fuck me told them wait in the line
They wanna suck a nigga up because I'm one of a kind
But I can't give that bitch no love she's just a waste of my time
My mama always used to tell me I was destined to shine
When I was down they'd treat me like I'm garbage
All the fake love turn a nigga heartless
I don't really need nobody Ima get that bag regardless
Niggas sending shots but they don't ever hit they targets
And if uh nigga movin funny call up (Siam?) he gon' spraaaay them
Gotta couple shooters by my side, (yeah), shit get dangerous
Yeah I'm not in my ways, you should know that it stay with me
Shots to his face let it blow off if you play with me
Doing the race on the roll police chasing me
Gimme my space little hoe you can't stay with me
Dripped down in designer black and white like I'm a panda
I be feelin like Designer, fuckin bros up in Atlanta
I be dealing with the dealers, I be scamming with the scammers, Shit ain't really nothing till you end up in the slammer
Fuck it though you gotta get it how you get it
And if you talking bout the bag I'm with it
And then my nigga hit a lick, you know we split it
I can't wait till I go platinum I can finally say I did it. (No-oooh)

[Chorus]
I done seen a lot of shit, I can't really talk about it
If the police asking questions I ain't saying no names
Niggas act they about, till I run inside they pockets
When it coming to the money I ain't playing no games
Only time I feel alive is when I'm off the drugs
Or when I'm counting on this paper nigga fuck yo love
I'm on the dirt, I'm with some hitters and a couple thugs
I can't trust no bitch, if she ain't wifey, yhea, I don't want no scrubs
I done seen a lot of shit, I can't really talk about it
If the police asking questions I ain't saying no names
Niggas act they about, till I run inside they pockets
When it coming to the money I ain't playing no games
Only time I feel alive is when I'm off the drugs
Or when I'm counting on this paper nigga fuck yo love
I'm on the dirt, I'm with some hitters and a couple thugs
I can't trust no bitch, if she ain't wifey, yhea, I don't want no scrubs

[Verse 2]
(?) they thought I was crippin, hittin' the lick get the bag then I'm dipping
Yeah this Dusse in my cup what I'm sipping
She want me to wife her I told her, she trippin'
Cuz I ain't got time to be savin these hoes
You want that shit, no, yhea I know how it goes
I stay with my niggas cuz they never fold
And I bust out that heater when shit getting cold
While they all in the stu, I'm just trying to be rich
To provide for my family and bust out my wrist
I'm in love with a bag, give a fuck about a bitch
All these broke niggas mad better get on your shit
Smokin that (?) in my brain, relaxin my mind, easing all of my pain
Will never go back to selling snacks on a train
If I ever go broke everybody a stain
Remember these niggas was laughing, we made it happen
Look at this money we stacking, don't run up on me cuz im packing
I started rapping, if I wasn't I'd be trapping
One day I'll be going on tour
Getting that money and getting some more
I keep chasing paper don't wanna be poor
And spending the bag when we walk in the store
I don't care what it cost, turn myself into a boss
Used to be a bummy nigga, now I'm dripping with the sauce
And you know my niggas with it, we don't ever take a loss
Gotta semi-automatic, that'll blow your head off
Gotta chase my dreams, gotta chase my dreams
Yhea I'm headed to the top and ima take my team
All my niggas getting guap, ain't gotta serve no fiends
Only gotta couple thousands hidden in my jeans. Ohhhhh

[Chorus]
I done seen a lot of shit, I can't really talk about it
If the police asking questions I ain't saying no names
Niggas act they about, till I run inside they pockets
When it coming to the money I ain't playing no games
Only time I feel alive is when I'm off the drugs
Or when I'm counting on this paper nigga fuck yo love
I'm on the dirt, I'm with some hitters and a couple thugs
I can't trust no bitch, if she not wifey, yhea, I don't want no scrubs
I done seen a lot of shit, I can't really talk about it
If the police asking questions I ain't saying no names
Niggas act they about, till I run inside they pockets
When it coming to the money I ain't playing no games
Only time I feel alive is when I'm off the drugs
Or when I'm counting on this paper nigga fuck yo love
I'm on the dirt, I'm with some hitters and a couple thugs
I can't trust no bitch, if she ain't wifey, yhea, I don't want no scrubs