Nobody Handed
Nobody handed me anything
So don't sit there n' telling me how to sing
Most of the time I don't know what to think
Of your useless opinions oh and one more thing
I really think it's disgusting
When you guys are just discussing
My songs and are like this cuss thing
Is not really ever gonna be his thing
Nobody handed me anything
So don't sit there n' telling me how to sing
Most of the time I don't know what to think
Of your useless opinions oh and one more thing
I really think it's disgusting
When you guys are just discussing
My songs and are like this cuss thing
Is not really ever gonna be his thing
Hi you little cutie kid
No wonder why they think you're lit
Even A stranger would prolly think
That you are very dedicated
Remember when we hesitated
Way before we hadn't hated
All the things that got us elevated
All the things that aggravated
Our situation like oh shit
We felt like we were in a mosh pit
How could we swallow all this
Pride honor and emotions
Honestly if you left hand needs your right hand cut it
Then use your left hand as an example and show it
Self made never felt so good
Say it one more time to the boys in the hood
Nobody handed me anything
So don't sit there n' telling me how to sing
Most of the time I don't know what to think
Of your useless opinions oh and one more thing
I really think it's disgusting
When you guys are just discussing
My songs and are like this cuss thing
Is not really ever gonna be his thing
So yeah I don't sleep sometimes
Flow wet gotta keep those lines
Slow yet I don't see no nines
All ones when I kill those minds
Once you leave home you'll prolly see
There's a lot of different laws and policies
Not messed up here the police sees
The right and wrong no matter who you'd be
So you'll never feel neglected
Actually you'd feel protected
Do what you want and project that
Dream that you had without rejection
Wait your honor I have an objection
What's happening back home is an obstruction
Of my liberty and the construction
Of everything i want and who the hell is them?
Nobody handed me anything
So don't sit there n' telling me how to sing
Most of the time I don't know what to think
Of your useless opinions oh and one more thing
I really think it's disgusting
When you guys are just discussing
My songs and are like this cuss thing
Is not really ever gonna be his thing
So don't sit there n' telling me how to sing
Most of the time I don't know what to think
Of your useless opinions oh and one more thing
I really think it's disgusting
When you guys are just discussing
My songs and are like this cuss thing
Is not really ever gonna be his thing
Nobody handed me anything
So don't sit there n' telling me how to sing
Most of the time I don't know what to think
Of your useless opinions oh and one more thing
I really think it's disgusting
When you guys are just discussing
My songs and are like this cuss thing
Is not really ever gonna be his thing
Hi you little cutie kid
No wonder why they think you're lit
Even A stranger would prolly think
That you are very dedicated
Remember when we hesitated
Way before we hadn't hated
All the things that got us elevated
All the things that aggravated
Our situation like oh shit
We felt like we were in a mosh pit
How could we swallow all this
Pride honor and emotions
Honestly if you left hand needs your right hand cut it
Then use your left hand as an example and show it
Self made never felt so good
Say it one more time to the boys in the hood
Nobody handed me anything
So don't sit there n' telling me how to sing
Most of the time I don't know what to think
Of your useless opinions oh and one more thing
I really think it's disgusting
When you guys are just discussing
My songs and are like this cuss thing
Is not really ever gonna be his thing
So yeah I don't sleep sometimes
Flow wet gotta keep those lines
Slow yet I don't see no nines
All ones when I kill those minds
Once you leave home you'll prolly see
There's a lot of different laws and policies
Not messed up here the police sees
The right and wrong no matter who you'd be
So you'll never feel neglected
Actually you'd feel protected
Do what you want and project that
Dream that you had without rejection
Wait your honor I have an objection
What's happening back home is an obstruction
Of my liberty and the construction
Of everything i want and who the hell is them?
Nobody handed me anything
So don't sit there n' telling me how to sing
Most of the time I don't know what to think
Of your useless opinions oh and one more thing
I really think it's disgusting
When you guys are just discussing
My songs and are like this cuss thing
Is not really ever gonna be his thing
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