No Pen No Pad

This off the head
Know I'ma say it one more time

I'ma do this shit without no pen, without no pad
And I'ma do this shit for all my niggas locked in the back
Got off my ass, I got a check, I got a bag
Why they upset? Look in they face, I see they mad
Percocets, that's all I need, and I lied, I ain't done with the lean
Money hangin' all off my jeans, mama say she proud of me
All this shit is not what it seems
Fake love, I know they don't love me
Say shit that they don't really mean
Please wake me up out of this dream

Real nigga, it run in my genes
If I ever say that, bitch, that's what I mean
Pull up and leave one on the scene
And no, I won't speak on the shit that I seen
Fuck him if he ain't on my team
Before LeBron, yeah, I had put on four rings
Catch the plug, tell him he can send the whole thing
Lied, I can't stop, I just copped some more lean

Stay off my dick, this that young nigga shit
Yeah, I flex with no protein
Up all night, I been gone off a flight
Yeah, I'm out my top, I'm rolling
Fuck on that ho while I grip on her throat
Don't ask me where your ho been
Free my niggas Joseph, I miss when we was posted

I pick up the pack from the mall
I got it from one of my fans, damn
Glock, it be right by my drawers
I'm clappin' shit just like a band, band
I don't give two fucks about y'all
Get money and stick to the plan
I'm up and they wish that I fall
But I'm way too advanced (bitch)

I'ma do this shit without no pen, without no pad
And I'ma do this shit for all my niggas locked in the back
Got off my ass, I got a check, I got a bag
Why they upset? Look in they face, I see they mad
Percocets, that's all I need, and I lied, I ain't done with the lean
Money hangin' all off my jeans, mama say she proud of me
All this shit is not what it seems
Fake love, I know they don't love me
Say shit that they don't really mean
Please wake me up out of this dream



Credits
Writer(s): Javorius Scott, Joshua Antwan Newkirk, Otis Ray Hinton
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