Nameless (feat. DollaMan)

I can't come outside unless that pistol with me naw
I can peep yo Vibes and I feel your energy yea yea
See it in your eyes you ain't really for me naw naw
In it tryna scheme me I want all the green
I can't come outside unless that pistol with me naw
I can peep yo Vibes and I feel your energy yea yea
See it in your eyes you ain't really for me naw naw
In it tryna scheme me I want all the green

Lowkey I'll scam my Granny if the price right
Take her pills sell em back don't forget to add the tax
Oh that's yo field you be chillin in
Lemme mow the lawn
This magazine come with heavy metal like a Harley on it
10 on me now while I'm recording broke it off a dub
Choppy TOC this bitch ratchet and don't fuck with scrubs
Been a thug
You can see the pain on my prison blood
Shot from the bottom to the top ain't no givin up
Million dollar thoughts
And multiple band owner if he slide feelin hot
I'm uppin the fan on em
Colonel chill
I got it from here
Ain't no competition
How the fuck they compare to us witout a pot to piss in
Not to mention they bitches be choosin like we Sunday dinner
We them winners
RIP to PIG I ain't forget you nigga
Dawg got 24 at 25 ima kill that nigga
50 gotta stand I can lay down and be real aggresive

I can't come outside unless that pistol with me naw
I can peep yo Vibes and I feel your energy yea yea
See it in your eyes you ain't really for me naw naw
In it tryna scheme me I want all the green
I can't come outside unless that pistol with me naw
I can peep yo Vibes and I feel your energy yea yea
See it in your eyes you ain't really for me naw naw
In it tryna scheme me I want all the green

I ain't no killer
But I'll get the job done
Pull up on the side I guarantee he ain't gon run
And when I hit em wit this pistol make him limp like a pimp
12 shots out the glizzy comin straight off the hip
I'm really fucked in the head dont give a fuck bout a bitch
Only thing I'm focused on is the days I get rich
I tried for so damn long just to end up hurt an pissed
An now I ain't got no morals that's why I'm ridin wit this blick
AR on call wit 60 shots in the stick
Call up my G 150 guarantee he gon trip Pull up on an opps block an let that whole bish RIP
An anyone who ain't get hit rockin shirts that say RIP
Plenty mommas cryin out why'd it have to be him
Don't give a fuck about your family your feelin or yo friends
Only time I'm ever worried is when I heard that fucking Rico near
The shit will have u locked in not knowing the years

I can't come outside unless that pistol with me naw
I can peep yo Vibes and I feel your energy yea yea
See it in your eyes you ain't really for me naw
In it tryna scheme me I want all the green
I can't come outside unless that pistol with me naw
I can peep yo Vibes and I feel your energy yea yea
See it in your eyes you ain't really for me naw naw
In it tryna scheme me I want all the green



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Schier
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