No Hook III
Uh, Yea yea, yea yea, yea yea
Yea yea uh, woah, yea
He tried to cross a line
I said make sure you thinking twice
I give my dawg the time and place just know you bound to lose your life
Heard the camera caught his face he know bound to pay that price
He said he caught 'em out in traffic cocked the blick and shot 'em twice yea
And he did it alone
He tried to call but ain't nobody want pick up the phone
He caught a body now he tryna find a way home
Caught him in that lobby tryna fight and got his head gone ugh
Don't be surprised
This ain't a lie yea
Know he took a life and he know it ain't right
Did what he had to gotta get by
Said what he had to but he ain't lie
(But he ain't lie, but he ain't lie)
Only man I fear is God above won't be no no name
Try to lay a finger on me nigga that's a cold case
Heard he tried to line me I can see right through the bold state
Don't step out of line or I might treat you like some road rage
Shit was not the plan but it's going that way
I know I'm the man I was born that way yea uh
So you can't cross me
He had a problem with popping bottles I shot 'em at the party
No one around me
Gotta keep my guard up riding with my shottas dripped up in Prada
Who would've thought I
That I would be here now that we here gotta see it to believe it
Yea yea uh, woah, yea
He tried to cross a line
I said make sure you thinking twice
I give my dawg the time and place just know you bound to lose your life
Heard the camera caught his face he know bound to pay that price
He said he caught 'em out in traffic cocked the blick and shot 'em twice yea
And he did it alone
He tried to call but ain't nobody want pick up the phone
He caught a body now he tryna find a way home
Caught him in that lobby tryna fight and got his head gone ugh
Don't be surprised
This ain't a lie yea
Know he took a life and he know it ain't right
Did what he had to gotta get by
Said what he had to but he ain't lie
(But he ain't lie, but he ain't lie)
Only man I fear is God above won't be no no name
Try to lay a finger on me nigga that's a cold case
Heard he tried to line me I can see right through the bold state
Don't step out of line or I might treat you like some road rage
Shit was not the plan but it's going that way
I know I'm the man I was born that way yea uh
So you can't cross me
He had a problem with popping bottles I shot 'em at the party
No one around me
Gotta keep my guard up riding with my shottas dripped up in Prada
Who would've thought I
That I would be here now that we here gotta see it to believe it
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Barquoi
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