No Huddle

Yeah
Said I been in the fast lane, I been feeling no huddle
No gown, no gavel these niggas still wanna judge you
I gotta get some blue faces packed up in a rubber
I hope, K9 bring back a bundle, I'm trynna burn it like summer
Texas heat, it carry right in the winter
Paper falling out my pocket, my shit turned to a printer
That pressure hit I'm standing tall like a center
That friendly shit I'm not into, nah
But my niggas can count on me

I'll turn us all into winners
Momma gave me better game than all them problems could give us
That's why I'm not in a sentence
Cold nights even the solid gon shiver
I gotta' get it when the getting's gone, that's prolly why I'm a go getter
I promise I'ma deliver
I'm built from the ground up
Can't count on ya folks for they last why is they around ya
That money look good in the bank, I promise that shit look even better when it surround ya
Said I would give all that I got just to go and get it some mo, yeah that's fasho'
I might bend, I promise I'll never fold, I ain't a hoe
I never been and I don't plan on it
Tripping off a text, call, sentence, I said it nigga stand on it
Don't mean apologies ain't never been thought
This shit I'm bottling trynna navigate ways through the dark, it need a spark
Like a wood or my baby, we trynna figure shit
I up a couple figures, chill out and get on some bigger shit, but

Right now I'm feeling no huddle
No gown, no gavel these niggas still wanna judge you
I gotta get some blue faces packed up in a rubber
I hope, K9 bring back a bundle, I'm trynna burn it like summer
Texas heat, it carry right in the winter
That paper falling out my pocket, my shit turned to a printer
That pressure hit I'm standing tall like a center
Friendly shit I'm not into, nah
But my niggas can count on me
Yeah
My niggas can count on me
Yeah
My niggas can count on me



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Writer(s): Kolby Peel
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