No Mo

He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo
She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo
Used to be proud of me, but now they don't applaud no mo
I used to be so holy, I don't pray to god no mo
They used to be the gang, but they ain't squad no mo
My mama let me know to never, ever trust these hoes
I lost a lot of shit, but I guess that's just how the game go
Every time you give 'em some, they wanna take a little mo
You live and you learn, that most of them bridges is prolly gon' burn
And most of these niggas prolly ain't ya mans
And most of these hoes gon' fuck up all yo plans
I'm still on the road to becoming a man
Getting sick and tired of misunderstandings
Shit don't ever go the way that you planned it
These niggas leaches, and they bitches demanding
I put myself first before anyone else
I remember tripping tryna kill myself
Hard for me to breathe, wouldn't ask for help
Tell the truth, that's the only time I failed
If you ain't talking bout another play, then I don't wanna know
If I can't smoke no reefer on the way, then I don't wanna go

He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo
She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo
Used to be proud of me, but now they don't applaud no mo
I used to be so holy, I don't pray to god no mo
He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo
She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo
Used to be proud of me, but now they don't applaud no mo
I used to be so holy, I don't pray to god no mo

Smoking Swisher Sweets in the Grove
Smoking Swisher Sweets in the Grove
Most these niggas acting like some hoes
Young nigga spitting like he got a cold
I smoke backwoods like sweets
These niggas dirt under my feet
My old hoes still be banging my line 'cause they can't find another me
These niggas be cap, I just stay high that's how I be dealing with them
We can let shots fly if that's how you feeling, nigga
Do your ass like fish, bitch, you gon' fry
Mama told me not to trust these niggas
Acting like you gangsta, you know that you not
He got him a score to settle, I'm down for whatever
I like the fuck shit even better
Yeah, I can whoop your ass but I'd rather kill you
Tool'll help me break 'em down like Bob the Builder
I can tell by the way you move you not a killer
Woadie wanna crash out, nigga better get a helmet
Paid in full, money making Zelly
My name aint the baby, but I make a hoe bop
If a nigga talking down, I can make a nigga stop
If he wanna square dance, I'ma spin a nigga block
Punch a nigga down, Mike Tyson
Like Kimbo I slice 'em
Finna hit a lick like icing
Cold blooded killer, I'ma ice 'em, yeah

He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo
She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo
Used to be proud of me, but now they don't applaud no mo
I used to be so holy, I don't pray to god no mo
He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo
She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo
Used to be proud of me, but now they don't applaud no mo
I used to be so holy, I don't pray to god no mo



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Writer(s): Joshua Davis
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