No Help

Two o three
Where I be
Got problem
Come and buck with me
O to the G
Eight to the five
If y'all ain't on my wave
Then get slayed
Y'all already know how we coming

Had to get up
And I did it by myself
Started focusing on wealth
And my health
I don't need help
I been really chilling
Chilling like a villain
You can catch on me yo block
Screaming go fuck yourself
Posted up
In 203
Where I be
Gotta problem
Come and buck with me
Got the drop
From yo bitch
Cuz she fuck with me
Shawty like it when we fuck
That's why she's stuck on me

She be fiending for this dick
She overdosing
Fucking her on the balcony
Don't care if people lookin
Boy I'm way to hot
Like a boiling pot
Bitch I'm cooking
Bando serving weight
Walter white
You know what I'm pulling
Oh
We gon run it up
We gon bust it down
We gon pull up to the scene
Let off a hunnet rounds
Smoking on my opps all night
Straight outta the pound
The glock got a suppressor
It don't make no sound
Shhhh
Make no sound
We gon have to leave you
Six feet underground
Uh
Yeah
Make no sound
You can call me kraven
How I hunt 'em down
All eyes on me
Attention
I need your focus
Watch me stack up that paper
Go on fill up yo clip
I know you probably pacing
What you gonna do
I'm been out swerving racing
I ain't gonna lose

Had to get up
And I did it by myself
Started focusing on wealth
And my health
I don't need help
I been really chilling
Chilling like a villain
You can catch on me yo block
Screaming go fuck yourself
Posted up
In 203
Where I be
Gotta problem
Come and buck with me
Got the drop
From yo bitch
Cuz she fuck with me
Shawty like it when we fuck
That's why she's stuck on me

Rewind couple years ago
When I felt like a ghost
Bitches did me dirty
Now they wishing
They can have the goat
I'm the cure for loneliness
She calling me her antidote
I be with my shawty
She to bad
She beating all you hoes
Seem like everybody gotta keep strap
Losing soldiers in this war
They never coming back
I be with my brothers
In da hood
You know we running that
Went from flipping counterfeit bills
To counting hundred stacks
And that's facts
I'm praying for my daughter and family
If I get hit
Boy I ain't gon run
If you shoot
Better not miss shit
Kill me bitch
My shooters gonna pop out on a mission
Pop out at yo door
You better run and hide yo mistress
Seem like everybody hate on me
I feel notorious
Smoking to the face
I'm feeling right
I'm living glorious
Hating on a kid
Because I'm coming out victorious
Bitch I cannot stop
I finish when I live luxurious
Hopping out of the foreign whip

Had to get up
And I did it by myself
Started focusing on wealth
And my health
I don't need help
I been really chilling
Chilling like a villain
You can catch on me yo block
Screaming go fuck yourself
Posted up
In 203
Where I be
Gotta problem
Come and buck wit me
Got the drop
From yo bitch
Cuz she fuck with me
Shawty like it when we fuck
That's why she's stuck on me

Ahh
Ahh
Ahh
Ahh
Did it by my
Self
I don't need no help



Credits
Writer(s): Pablo Izquierdo
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