No Lackin'

No lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin
No lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin

So you wanna be great huh
Oh you one of the apes huh
You ain't ever been ot
But you act like a og
You got a glizzy it make you feel like you God
You can catch a body like Randy Moss
It's called the trap cause you will never get far
Either you rap deal drugs or you ball
Dad was a myth who else you think we go be like
Youngins they walk with a stick
Niggas be lackin they thinkin that they wont get hit
But the opps always wantin revenge
This where you live they shoot up ya momma crib
You cant rep your block if you dead
You got it fucked up you don't own none of this shit
Cause you aint really gettin bread

No lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin
No lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin

They makin songs airin they beef
Some of they sales is the police
They goin live ain't hard to find
Practically neighbors you can't really hide
Gotta provide cause now you a man
Get locked get out and get locked up again
Big homie a genius he got a plan
Go hit a lick get a bag in ya hand
Think you can handle it
Can you take when the cannon hit
Number eight you scramblin
You used to be candle lit
But you on the lean
And you on the scene
Surrounded by shooters
And you ain't green

No lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin
No lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin

God ain't real
Niggas still kill
They do it for clout
They out on a drill
The blicky too heavy
He can't hold it still
They know where you live
Keep your lips sealed
Look the other way
Mind your business
Don't be a hero
Don't be a witness
Niggas is savage
Killins a habit
Mind your business
Plain and simple

No lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin
No lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin no lackin



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Ross
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