For Nun
Gotta go get me sum
I ain't laying down for nun
N.H.O the gang
Picture this no frame, I ball
Ball, King James like I'm at a Laker's game
You really fucked up when you let me in the game
Exposing all you lames
Love don't cost a thing
Higher than a plane
Walking on the fucking moon
Real recognize real
So don't be confused
Niggas still fucked up tryna be that dude
I was born to get this shit
That's why I fuck with Been Rich
Fuck the law, we gone hit
I ain't no hoe, I ain't no bitch
Certified with the stick
You call the play and we gone blitz
Fuck who you is and who you with
Ain't nobody stopping me
But they love to copy me
And I'm young and chocolate
Everybody watching me
They like who you trying be
I'm like, I'm just doing me
Every day I'm in the street
Every day I'm in the creek
I'm like what you trying to see
Dropped out of school and went to the streets
Wasn't nobody there for me
We didn't have no food, some nights we didn't eat
Didn't nobody care for me
I been in the streets so long
I ain't think that I could eat
I went from home to home
Yeah
Yeah I swear this shit wasn't easy
Run up some money I had to go get it
Ever since then I been smashing them bitches
I thought my brother was Kane, on God
Cause I swear
I wasn't able to get it
We in the trenches like we didn't listen
Dawg gone fade please don't temp him
Garry Peyton in my swisher
Know they hate me in they system
If you hate me please forgive me
I was brought up in the system
Know I ain't breaking they can't bend me
I been solid since a lil' one
For all that shit that I remember
Rock hard in my fucking liver
Tryna forget that I'm a sinner
Print that paper like a printer
I'm in the trap and I'm flexing with bands now
N.H.O ain't asking for handouts
Running your mouth will get a nigga ran down
Running your mouth will get a nigga ran down
N.H.O bitch we flexing with them bands now
N.H.O
Gotta go get me sum
I ain't laying down for nun
N.H.O the gang
Picture this no frame, I ball
Ball! King James like I'm at a Laker's game
You really fucked up when you let me in the game
Exposing lames
Love don't cost a thing
Higher than a plane
Walking on the fucking moon
Real recognize real
So don't be confused
Niggas still fucked up tryna be that dude, aye
I put my all in this shit
Aye
I ain't no
Never been
Swear to God nigga
Aye, Aye
Running your mouth will get a nigga ran down
Running your mouth will get a nigga ran down
N.H.O bitch we flexing with them bands now
N.H.O
I ain't laying down for nun
N.H.O the gang
Picture this no frame, I ball
Ball, King James like I'm at a Laker's game
You really fucked up when you let me in the game
Exposing all you lames
Love don't cost a thing
Higher than a plane
Walking on the fucking moon
Real recognize real
So don't be confused
Niggas still fucked up tryna be that dude
I was born to get this shit
That's why I fuck with Been Rich
Fuck the law, we gone hit
I ain't no hoe, I ain't no bitch
Certified with the stick
You call the play and we gone blitz
Fuck who you is and who you with
Ain't nobody stopping me
But they love to copy me
And I'm young and chocolate
Everybody watching me
They like who you trying be
I'm like, I'm just doing me
Every day I'm in the street
Every day I'm in the creek
I'm like what you trying to see
Dropped out of school and went to the streets
Wasn't nobody there for me
We didn't have no food, some nights we didn't eat
Didn't nobody care for me
I been in the streets so long
I ain't think that I could eat
I went from home to home
Yeah
Yeah I swear this shit wasn't easy
Run up some money I had to go get it
Ever since then I been smashing them bitches
I thought my brother was Kane, on God
Cause I swear
I wasn't able to get it
We in the trenches like we didn't listen
Dawg gone fade please don't temp him
Garry Peyton in my swisher
Know they hate me in they system
If you hate me please forgive me
I was brought up in the system
Know I ain't breaking they can't bend me
I been solid since a lil' one
For all that shit that I remember
Rock hard in my fucking liver
Tryna forget that I'm a sinner
Print that paper like a printer
I'm in the trap and I'm flexing with bands now
N.H.O ain't asking for handouts
Running your mouth will get a nigga ran down
Running your mouth will get a nigga ran down
N.H.O bitch we flexing with them bands now
N.H.O
Gotta go get me sum
I ain't laying down for nun
N.H.O the gang
Picture this no frame, I ball
Ball! King James like I'm at a Laker's game
You really fucked up when you let me in the game
Exposing lames
Love don't cost a thing
Higher than a plane
Walking on the fucking moon
Real recognize real
So don't be confused
Niggas still fucked up tryna be that dude, aye
I put my all in this shit
Aye
I ain't no
Never been
Swear to God nigga
Aye, Aye
Running your mouth will get a nigga ran down
Running your mouth will get a nigga ran down
N.H.O bitch we flexing with them bands now
N.H.O
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Writer(s): Denardius Washington
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