No Fool

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Momma never raised no fool
I'mma do just what I want
With my finger in the air and the other on my blunt
Done living like I care 'cause that kind of living sucks
See I write what I like and I like what I write
Never raised no fool
I'mma do just what I want
With my finger in the air and the other on my blunt
Done living like I care 'cause that kind of living sucks
See I write what I like and I like what I write

See look
I ain't tryna be nobody favourite
'Cause normal and complacent is a little bit too basic
So just sit back, skip class, break rules and do you
And listen to some tunes that shake you like voodoo
And who knew that we connected like strangers in decent weather
I say it's a bit of pleasure when rage is your biggest measure
Of what you could succumb to when you stuck and you got no place else to run to

Time's been getting too hard, but I don't buckle down I get hard
Time's been getting too hard, so I'mma live large and go larger

I took a mental trip to my old daddy place
Blunt smoke up in the air and broken dishes in the sink
Think back when I was younger it was just me and my mother
Did I ever really figure I would have to be my father
Is it Karma?
Well
Well, God bless ya
Cuz everyday another nigga laying in a stretcher
So Inshallah to my brethren
I pray to God that we see a livin' Heaven

Momma never raised no fool
I'mma do just what I want
With my finger in the air and the other on my blunt
Done living like I care 'cause that kind of living sucks
See I write what I like and I like what I write
Never raised no fool
I'mma do just what I want
With my finger in the air and the other on my blunt
Done living like I care 'cause that kind of living sucks
See I write what I like and I like what I write



Credits
Writer(s): Stanley Kaye
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