No Handouts (feat. Javan Hunt)
Lately I've been going through my thought and trying to figure out
If the world knew the real me what would they talk about then
Cause I've bin talked about from the mouth of a friend
And they never asked is it real or is it facts
Like A baton in a relay they just gat run with that
I never speak up like what's the point
Bet if you knew you'll still have you second impression
Thank god I learned my lesson
From all of this depression Had me over dosing
Deep inside head am floating
And am just taking notes Always writing quotes
Cause it like my only friend is my fathers ghost
But me venting don't mean a thing If the problem will never change
Tell am sending shots at your brain It ain't a thing
But Am just trying to take the higher route They let you in that means am out
But that was my choice tho ain't this what you ask for
No more handouts for the fake nigga
Let's bow our heads for a real niggas
Cause they dead and gone
In a world full of fakes they just snakes let's face it
No more handouts for the fake nigga
Let's bow our heads for a real niggas
Cause they dead and gone
In a world full of fakes they just snakes let's face it
La La La La, La La La La, La La La La La
But that's life tho this is why I inhale smoke
So that even when the ship is sinking I can remain afloat
Keep popping on your pills I ain't mad I use to pop them too
Everyone's Conscience is different that's why I can't judge you
See I still wish to be a star dreams as big as a planet
I woke up and planned now I go get it like I forget it
With my mom and siblings first up on my mind
And it ain't about the money with my family I just wanna spend sometime
I see baby z getting old purse hung around her shoulder
Better let them lil niggas know that your brothers be some soldiers
If somebody ever cross we catching bodies like corona
Swear my flow so sick beat the beat up like Rihanna
I go dumb just like designer With bars like I went to college Then drop out
No Kanye had to find me another route
No more handouts for the fake nigga
Let's bow our heads for a real niggas
Cause they dead and gone
In a world full of fakes they just snakes let's face it
No more handouts for the fake nigga
Let's bow our heads for a real niggas
Cause they dead and gone
In a world full of fakes they just snakes let's face it
La La La La, La La La La, La La La La La
If the world knew the real me what would they talk about then
Cause I've bin talked about from the mouth of a friend
And they never asked is it real or is it facts
Like A baton in a relay they just gat run with that
I never speak up like what's the point
Bet if you knew you'll still have you second impression
Thank god I learned my lesson
From all of this depression Had me over dosing
Deep inside head am floating
And am just taking notes Always writing quotes
Cause it like my only friend is my fathers ghost
But me venting don't mean a thing If the problem will never change
Tell am sending shots at your brain It ain't a thing
But Am just trying to take the higher route They let you in that means am out
But that was my choice tho ain't this what you ask for
No more handouts for the fake nigga
Let's bow our heads for a real niggas
Cause they dead and gone
In a world full of fakes they just snakes let's face it
No more handouts for the fake nigga
Let's bow our heads for a real niggas
Cause they dead and gone
In a world full of fakes they just snakes let's face it
La La La La, La La La La, La La La La La
But that's life tho this is why I inhale smoke
So that even when the ship is sinking I can remain afloat
Keep popping on your pills I ain't mad I use to pop them too
Everyone's Conscience is different that's why I can't judge you
See I still wish to be a star dreams as big as a planet
I woke up and planned now I go get it like I forget it
With my mom and siblings first up on my mind
And it ain't about the money with my family I just wanna spend sometime
I see baby z getting old purse hung around her shoulder
Better let them lil niggas know that your brothers be some soldiers
If somebody ever cross we catching bodies like corona
Swear my flow so sick beat the beat up like Rihanna
I go dumb just like designer With bars like I went to college Then drop out
No Kanye had to find me another route
No more handouts for the fake nigga
Let's bow our heads for a real niggas
Cause they dead and gone
In a world full of fakes they just snakes let's face it
No more handouts for the fake nigga
Let's bow our heads for a real niggas
Cause they dead and gone
In a world full of fakes they just snakes let's face it
La La La La, La La La La, La La La La La
Credits
Writer(s): Mauricio Forbes, Javan Hunt
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