No License

Yeah
(Yeah, quit that faking nigga
Tell me how you feel inside)
I was just choppin it up
With my nigga G
We was just saying damn
Shit just crazy where we came from
Just look at all the elevation
To look at the progress
To look at the process
You get what I'm sayin?
Shit crazy where we came from

I'm high at all my photo shoots
I couldn't buy a shirt
I'm jumping out the gym
Lil buddy know I gotta hell of a vert
My heart still cold as ice
You ride my wave and you get burnt
We see you doing you
But they respect who did it first
She prolly gone fuck up my stash
I can't get attached
My buddy G just dropped a jit
I need to hit him back
I got not time cause I'm on tilt
But I made time for that
Seem like more hate more love I give you
But that's in the past
I pray for peace, but we tote gats Just bought another strap
I'd rather scrap
Too many soldiers that we can't get back
Bitch I'm from Florida
Where you whack unless you got that sack
But we on top now
I'm getting topped up
At the bottom of the map
I
Bitch I got family ties
My auntie told me I had drive When I had no license
I told God give me a sign
Almost made my mama cry
I be trapping in the booth
I sell it, call it Snow White

They got smoke, but we can match
How I ran it up from scratch?
I initiate that pressure
Just to see how you react
Lately I been too detached
But I'm sticking to the task
He tried to snake me
Told him if you move too fast
Then you gone crash
They got smoke, but we can match
How I ran it up from scratch?
I initiate that pressure
Just to see how you react
Lately I been too detached
But I'm sticking to the task
He tried to snake me
Told him if you move too fast
Then you gone crash

Yeah
Quit that faking nigga
Tell me how you feel inside
Same nigga with you is gone shoot you on your live
Now you televised...

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah