No Pride

My problems, Why bother?
I ain't got no pride to swallow
I'm constantly on like five items
I take what's mine or I'll die bout it
Don't mind silence
Say what's up and come find out it
Secrets out and he crying bout it
I'm tryna count how many times I done had my mind clouded
Nine times outta ten, We get way more than we spend
I creep with dogs and they win, We keep on biting at your brim
Got beast written all over my skin
I promise you cannot contend
My father caught a hint of greatness, Tried his best to break a legend
Even on my last breath, I speak madness
I don't talk shit no more, I just send the address
Creep in a cab, Pick a casket
I'm a rapper in fact, You get wrapped bitch
And my passenger asking "what's happening?"
I don't answer, I'm bashing your ass in
An assassin, A master attacker
The fact of the matters, a cap in your back end
Make a motherfucker duck when he hear me holler
Let my motherfucking nuts hang to the bottom
Dirty deed for a buck, Bang for your dollar
MVP shit like I'm Iguadola
Please feed me hits of acidic tablets
We need defense, Non-sympathetic
Me being me, I'll just forget about it
Chief 6 G's all of the shit exotic
You don't even know the reason why I take drugs
All these people want a feature from a fake thug
I just really wanna meet him with 8 slugs
I cannot be caged up
I beat a motherfucker so bad with a baseball
Bat, He can't think, Brains all on the sidewalk
Who would've ever thought a toothpick get your wiped off
Hate I had to be the one to put you in the ground, But the pound came short and it Couldn't be my fault
Gold eyes in a gold mine
No pride, No lie, Since '09
Bitch, Hold my spot when I go down
My nose got ripped from the coke lines
My .45 hit where the hoes hide
I remember all the fools from a dope smile
Tried to catch me in the wrong place at the wrong time but I can't get lost in my Hometown

Grab me by my shirt, Pull me down to Earth, Give me something I can taste
I got some friendly foes, Throw some panty hoes on my face, Dump him in the grave
This is "The Manic Show", Got em in panic mode, Pull out my cannon and blow em Away
I'm stuck in my rage and cannot escape, I'm taking my life if I ever lose Jake
I am the face of what you can't attain
No sign of amygdala, Damaged my brain
I'm tired of these artists starting in my lane
I'm tired of these ballers balling with no game
I'm tired of your daughter stalking when I bang
I'm tired of having zero pride and shame
Zero balancing
Why you mad at me?
Probably cause I'm like a fucking bad disease
Watch the bastard bleed in some agony
Cut him- ah fuck



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Dobbs
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