No Shortcuts
Uh
They wanna talk like they got longevity
Let me see how long till they get to me
My level so high I-I can barely breathe
All these new guys talk like they in the league
Huh but you losing on the board nigga
I watch close, closer than you think nigga
How many times you gone say the same thing nigga
Every song sound the same even from the beat nigga
I hit once, never hit twice
Learned from the past that you gotta the pay the price
Talking out yo jaw, better get yo shit right
Who gone get more plays we can do that fight
And Niggas still talk like they about to take flight
Playing with they nose cause they need to feel right
I play with melodies cause that's just what I like
Cold hearted nigga I could show you what I'm like
Pull up hop out the car and shoot him in his pipe
Uh, I'm only getting started
Flow so sick you can call this shit retarted
I shit bars like I'm on a toilet
I bend my back for my family every moment
Id die for this shit it's crazy when you own it
Did this shit for so long I just really stay up on it
God watching over and he ask me what you wanting
See I just want the riches, I don't want no bitches
You get caught up with these hoes I don't get side mission
Best believe this young nigga staying on his mission
Got to feed the family with the fork and the kitchen
Got to realize I'm the only boy who whipping
Got to make it work tho, even if it's hurt tho
Tired of this pain and I'm tired of being dead broke
Only got one goal to make it out this hell hole
Uh
Y'all don't know nothing about me
I'm a pure breed there ain't much quite like me
They probably thought the next bar was something bout Nike
Will I ever make it big well that's more likely
25, ben simmons on my philly striving
All my uncles and cousins still keep me grinding
This is a New York's finest, bitch I know I'm timeless
Money over bitches, yes I must remind them
Lost a couple friends, but I won't ever side em
Real shit It's too crazy no asylum
To all my niggas who died moment of fucking silence
Yeah
No goals just big booties and big titts
More rims lowered cars and darker tint
Less time for fam more time for hoes damn
Big rocks and big chains, with no places
Yo time just came and went you too late
I'm great not the greatest but that great
My shit don't sound fake don't sound late
I'm good man I know where I stay
I'm good man I know where I stay
I'm good man
Yeah I'm good
They wanna talk like they got longevity
Let me see how long till they get to me
My level so high I-I can barely breathe
All these new guys talk like they in the league
Huh but you losing on the board nigga
I watch close, closer than you think nigga
How many times you gone say the same thing nigga
Every song sound the same even from the beat nigga
I hit once, never hit twice
Learned from the past that you gotta the pay the price
Talking out yo jaw, better get yo shit right
Who gone get more plays we can do that fight
And Niggas still talk like they about to take flight
Playing with they nose cause they need to feel right
I play with melodies cause that's just what I like
Cold hearted nigga I could show you what I'm like
Pull up hop out the car and shoot him in his pipe
Uh, I'm only getting started
Flow so sick you can call this shit retarted
I shit bars like I'm on a toilet
I bend my back for my family every moment
Id die for this shit it's crazy when you own it
Did this shit for so long I just really stay up on it
God watching over and he ask me what you wanting
See I just want the riches, I don't want no bitches
You get caught up with these hoes I don't get side mission
Best believe this young nigga staying on his mission
Got to feed the family with the fork and the kitchen
Got to realize I'm the only boy who whipping
Got to make it work tho, even if it's hurt tho
Tired of this pain and I'm tired of being dead broke
Only got one goal to make it out this hell hole
Uh
Y'all don't know nothing about me
I'm a pure breed there ain't much quite like me
They probably thought the next bar was something bout Nike
Will I ever make it big well that's more likely
25, ben simmons on my philly striving
All my uncles and cousins still keep me grinding
This is a New York's finest, bitch I know I'm timeless
Money over bitches, yes I must remind them
Lost a couple friends, but I won't ever side em
Real shit It's too crazy no asylum
To all my niggas who died moment of fucking silence
Yeah
No goals just big booties and big titts
More rims lowered cars and darker tint
Less time for fam more time for hoes damn
Big rocks and big chains, with no places
Yo time just came and went you too late
I'm great not the greatest but that great
My shit don't sound fake don't sound late
I'm good man I know where I stay
I'm good man I know where I stay
I'm good man
Yeah I'm good
Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Suazo
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