No X

"Go for Morty!"
"Hi Morty... It's Jessica."
"Look, can we just talk for a minute?"
"Come back, Morty... I miss you."
"You miss the old me."
"You miss someone that loved you so much you never had to love them back."

My music genre is braille
I know, niggas feelin' it
And I belong in a cell
'Cause cytoplasm has no internet
These bars are crazy as hell, yeah
The heat will be imminent
My ego bigger than whales, yeah
Marcus helped me with containing it

Spell with my name with 'X'
Trust me, that's what you become, yeah
I shoot my shots at the neck, yeah
I use the bars like a gun, yeah
She hit my phone, she want sex, yeah
She called her boyfriend a cunt, yeah
They ask me "Nick, what's next?"
All I know is I've barely begun

Spell with my name with 'X', yeah
Trust me, that's what you become, yeah
I shoot my shots at the neck, yeah
I use the bars like a gun, yeah
She hit my phone, she want sex, yeah
She called her boyfriend a cunt, yeah
They ask me "Nick, what's next?"
All I know is I've barely begun

No X
No X
(Yeah!)
No X
No X
(Yeah!)
No X
No X
(Yeah!)
(You miss someone that loved you so much you never had to love them back.)
(Yeah!)

N-I-C-K-S-O-N, that's my name
Don't misspell it. No 'X', you dig?
I opened the doors in my city, and left them open
But these niggas still bump into brick
Ask about me in Maseru
I bet a hundred that they'll tell you that I am the shit
Been through a lot in my life
But the only reason I'm still here is 'cause I never quit

Damn!

All my hoes call me a snack, take-away
(Take away!)
And they all got a pretty face
(Pretty face!)
Niggas are fake, on a day-to-day
(Yeah!)
Not in my case. Attache
(Nah!)

I got more drip than fucking lake!
(Splash!)
I let my soul speak to the 808s
(Boom!)
I haven't arrived, yet I'm here to stay
(Yeah!)
I'm making my point, that's a fade-away
(Swish!)

I never break windows in classes
Understand that counts as smashing and passing, uh
Do it in ways they can't fathom
I got more flame than the rappers they're gassing, uh
Women think of me in passion
She claims I'm the guy she imagines, uh
My mother calls me Naleli on purpose
'Cause she made a shine, everlasting, uh

(Yeah!)

I've got a 10 that I saw in my crowd
Now she's rubbing my lamp like Aladdin, uh
Although she's a vegan, she's eating my meat
'Cause I told her the D is organic, uh
Google is keeping my notes
'Cause the talent's a waste without plotting and planning, uh
Protecting my zen, and I do it well
And I'll never fail 'cause...

My music genre is braille
I know, niggas feelin' it
And I belong in a cell
'Cause cytoplasm has no internet
These bars are crazy as hell, yeah
The heat will be imminent
My ego bigger than whales, yeah
Marcus helped me with containing it

Spell with my name with 'X'
Trust me, that's what you become, yeah
I shoot my shots at the neck, yeah
I use the bars like a gun, yeah
She hit my phone, she want sex, yeah
She called her boyfriend a cunt, yeah
They ask me "Nick, what's next?"
All I know is I've barely begun

Spell with my name with 'X', yeah
Trust me, that's what you become, yeah
I shoot my shots at the neck, yeah
I use the bars like a gun, yeah
She hit my phone, she want sex, yeah
She called her boyfriend a cunt, yeah
They ask me "Nick, what's next?"
All I know is I've barely begun