NO DAYS OFF

Talm bout EPIC
Nah mean?

You're killing me Lary!

No days off
No days off
Jugg man tryna get his pack off
I had moved to the condo and turned to a boss
No days off
NO
No Tango we lost in the sauce
Hustle in our blood can't turn that shit off
I'm a hands on nigga can't take a day off

No days off
No days off
Jugg man tryna get his pack off
I had moved to the condo and turned to a boss
No days off
No kizzy
No Tango we lost in the sauce
Hustle in our blood can't turn that shit off
I'm a hands on nigga can't take a day off

I can't fuck wit lil dude he a goofy bruh
I can't fuck wit that boy he ain't stepping
Social media's not for my weapon
You be cappin shawty you be steady flexin
I be high nigga call me George Jetson
Ft. Worth in a suite with a legend Marriott never heard of the Westend
You a pee on can't stand in my presence
Bitch givin dome like she teaching a lesson
We gave him a pass but he caught him a blessing
Brother Malcolm teach you don't be a hoe
That boy got it on him and it's under his coat
I'm tryna go global no local shit
Stack my bread stack my bread like a poker chip
Wrap the yola
Skrrrrt
I wrap the yola in a handkerchief
Perfecting his craft till he dangerous
He wanna be seen on that Forbes list
I married money so the game I divorced it
Run it up I need keys to the Porches
I came a long way from walking in Lawrence
Pack on me I'm recording a chorus
I came up used to ride in that Taurus
I don't waste no time so I tell you to floor it
Robust pack and it just got imported
Jealous niggas you just gotta ignore em
Peasant nigga I can't fuck with a moron
I got more green then you got on your lawn
Dirty bitch imma clean her with dish Dawn
I walk in the house put a pack on it
Oh my teeth in the light kinda hit don't it?

No days off
No days off
Jugg man tryna get his pack off
I had moved to the condo and turned to a boss
No days off
NO
No Tango we lost in the sauce
Hustle in our blood can't turn that shit off
I'm a hands on nigga can't take a day off

No days off
No days off
Jugg man tryna get his pack off
I had moved to the condo and turned to a boss
No days off
NO
No Tango we lost in the sauce
Hustle in our blood can't turn that shit off
I'm a hands on nigga can't take a day off

Aye Lary killin dis shit



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Writer(s): Michael Guerich
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