No Melody

I need me a check so I'm working
Can't work me a job so I'm serving
I remember dem times I was hurting
He play and we closing his curtains

I'm destined u kno dat for certain
Like my backies straight honey no bourbon
He was shook wen I seen em person
Act dumb and u kno we goin murk em

I got da wave and u niggas can't ride it
I kno dat u envy u don't gotta hide it
My mama be stressing she losing her weight
So I gotta hustle put food ona plate

U niggas won't take me get shot in ya face
Dey can't recognize u | dey closing da case
Nigga act tough and We give em a halo
You niggas be bitches u ain't got no say so

Baltimore nigga 990's dey fresh
I'm rockin white tees wit da G on my chest
Dese niggas be cappin I'm real ina flesh
Tryna get me some money & cop me a jet

I like my bitch chocolate
Don't fuck wit dem red bones
Wen he get got
Ima piss on his head stone
I only drink Henny
Don't pass me no other shit
My niggas hard body
Don't be on no sucka shit
Dis beat got no melody
Just hear a kick
I caught an indictment
A nigga was sick
Dat nigga wan fight
Cuz I fucked on his BM
But she was da one
Who was all in my DM
Dat nigga a sucka
I don't wanna be em
U speak on my niggas
U going to meet em
Dat nigga act stupid
We send em to paradise
He move and we strike em
Dat boy like a pair of dice

Just cause I'm humble
Don't think I won't take it
I come up from nothing
So I gotta make it
We got da drop
Yea I kno where I live
He sleep like a baby
Got caught in his crib
Just cause I'm humble
Don't think I won't take it
I come up from nothing
So I gotta make it
Don't fuss ona net
It get left ina street
I'm serving dese bullets
If u order beef



Credits
Writer(s): Glenn Stanford
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