No More

Shit
I don't need side no more
Want that LV on her clothes
Beside this ice Seany been too cold
Don't tip toe, I'm on all ten toes
Found my woman I don't need no hoes
I'm spinning round down the road we chose
Feel real Messi I chase my goals
Let pills bury when you chase that dough
Shit, I don't need side no more
Want that LV on her clothes
Beside this ice Seany been too cold
Don't tip toe, I'm on all ten toes
Found my woman I don't need no hoes
I'm spinning round down the road we chose
Feel real Messi I chase my goals
Let pills bury when you chase that dough

I need a back rub and maybe the feet too, a massage I can sleep through
Tryna be manly man, but I give her spoon and she feeds you
It's my time, I'm behind the blinds, I'm peeking, but not the career yet
Saying you taking me down but you can't buck up and shoot a deer yet
Haven't found nothing I fear yet, wipe me down like Lil Boosie
Looks can be deceiving put on the bass with the hats and I'm groovy, groovy, aye
If I go shoot imma shoot with the best
The aim of the game is to aim for the chest
I know you lacking ain't packing a vest
Wet through the net I expect nothing less
On God he with me, wouldn't be blessed with the people I have
I'm in the NY we stuck in a cab, might have to switch pull the double dash
That's on the GC, i want music back on MTV
Im pulling the strings like Phoebe, shot the pellets now you down to BBs
I got all the damn ammo, stepping in Louboutin camo
Just got Nike ID, hit my line on IG
Want some tickets that's a tight fee, might have to watch on a live feed
Me and the family don't need to struggle
We just need pieces to finish the puzzle

Shit, I don't need side no more
Want that LV on her clothes
Beside this ice Seany been too cold
Don't tip toe, I'm on all ten toes
Found my woman I don't need no hoes
I'm spinning round down the road we chose
Feel real Messi I chase my goals
Let pills bury when you chase that dough
Shit, I don't need side no more
Want that LV on her clothes
Beside this ice Seany been too cold
Don't tip toe, I'm on all ten toes
Found my woman I don't need no hoes
I'm spinning round down the road we chose
Feel real Messi I chase my goals
Let pills bury when you chase that dough

Let pills bury when you chase that dough
I'm chasing time out the window
I wanna keep working I'm stuck on the intro take my mind off send the info
I need the route to the party, friend in the back mixing Coke with Bacardi
Not much of a drinker, more so the driver, put on a beat for the cypher
I'm not one to go freestyle, can't lock in like a juvenile
But the flow so versatile, keep it in line, I like a single file
I'm in the zone, don't offend me now, got famous for nothing, you talk about grind
You talk about life, you mix it with mine, do this all the time, you bitch and whine
I don't need fakes no more
Cleaned out my closet, washed back on the shore
Wasn't a moment I couldn't afford, time is money I perfected the chord
I'm a hybrid of my favorite legends I'm a Jordan Dior
In my music you're in my mind take your shoes off and respect the decor
Don't even think that I've been there before, gotta stay ready for sunset
No telling what my sons get, or my daughters, we hearing what mom says
I stay in the dark to focus, beats have been rigged with explosives
Can't be chosen I'm blacked out, they ain't never skipping tracks now

Shit, I don't need side no more
Want that LV on her clothes
Beside this ice Seany been too cold
Don't tip toe, I'm on all ten toes
Found my woman I don't need no hoes
I'm spinning round down the road we chose
Feel real Messi I chase my goals
Let pills bury when you chase that dough
Shit, I don't need side no more
Want that LV on her clothes
Beside this ice Seany been too cold
Don't tip toe, I'm on all ten toes
Found my woman I don't need no hoes
I'm spinning round down the road we chose
Feel real Messi I chase my goals
Let pills bury when you chase that dough



Credits
Writer(s): Marvin Hamlisch, David Zippel
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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