No Diploma

Yea
And when it's real, it's real
MudMade shit
Look

I come from deep in that jungle
Where that glock is a nine
Where your friends go from humble
Transform like Optimus Prime
I kill an opp in his prime
Come cross them tracks if you buck
No slack, I'm strapped in the tuck
Click clack, stay backing em up
No cap, I'm walking em down
Fuck talk, let em off with the round
Cut em off then I'm off with no traces
Face it, on my wave they can drown
For the nights we stayed in them trenches
For the life we prayed to existence
Gotta watch your steps when you focused
Them cheap mistakes get expensive
I paid the price for my failures
I served the time for my evils
I've been through hell with some devils
I walked that line for my people
You cross that line then you bold
Better pray to God that I fold
Better pray to God that it jam
But I pray to God that it won't
That it won't

Now hold the phone-a (now hold the phone-a)
That smoke aroma (That smoke aroma)
That gun go stupid (That gun go stupid)
Got no diploma (No diploma)
And I'm off that reefa (Off that reefa)
Till I'm in a coma (I'm in a coma)
My mind is slipping (Yea)
I've been sipping (Yea) all alone-a (All alone-a)
Got no diploma
(All alone-a, got no diploma, yea)
Yea
(Got no diploma)
Yea
That smoke aroma (Smoke aroma)
Yea
That gun go stupid (Gun go stupid)
Got no diploma (No)
Got no di-

I only speak if it's business
I'm on the clock if it's time
Locked in this grind
They 69
They probably dropping a dime
Popped with the nine
This shit be top of the line
Hail me the G.O.A.T
They talking down
But they barely can float
Broke
I done got it all of the muscle
They wonder why I've been flexing
I done seen a lot from this hustle
So in my eyes it's a blessing
I done learned a lot from these lessons
Never put my trust in too many
That love will fuck you if it's looking too friendly
Trust it
These bitches sick as corona
I'm with all the smoke if you wanna
That za-za hit with precision
To the face till I'm in a coma
And I know you smell the aroma
Don't hit my line, is you clueless?
That gun go stupid, it got no diploma
Now hold the phone-a

Now hold the phone-a (now hold the phone-a)
That smoke aroma (That smoke aroma)
That gun go stupid (That gun go stupid)
Got no diploma (No diploma)
And I'm off that reefa (Off that reefa)
Till I'm in a coma (I'm in a coma)
My mind is slipping (Yea)
I've been sipping (Yea) all alone-a (All alone-a)
Got no diploma
(All alone-a, got no diploma, yea)
Yea
(Got no diploma)
Yea
That smoke aroma (Smoke aroma)
Yea
That gun go stupid (Gun go stupid)
Got no diploma (No)
Got no di-