No Way

Alright repeat after me

Niggas try to tell me
I'm insane

No way
Staying broke
Running for the fame
No way

U was on
But now you need same game
No way

I don't know how
But Ima make

A way

Aye I was so broke

That I coulda sold dope

I was so down bitch I coulda been ground
Living reckless
Knowing of myself I'm not proud
Yes im
Throwing tantrums
Sorry
I'm just zoning off the loud

Used to treat my mattress like the ATM
Do a couple shows but still act broke
Or else i could be families treat ATM

ATM
It's just me and og
With some lady friends
Yes I got a girl at home
So conversation all she gets

With the buddha in my lungs
A bible on my dresser
I ain't touched in years
It's been so long
That God don't prolly fuck with him
But
I don't cry no fuckin tears
Long as I got more time to live
Niggas acting shady
Cuz I'm shining and its blinding them



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Mckee, Caleb Parker, Kevin Choice
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