Nuh Uh

Took too long to answer, in your voicemail, I said, "Nuh uh"
You said there's a chance you gonna fail, but I said, "Nuh uh"
Lookin' for that "yes sir" in my tale, but I said, "Nuh uh"
Me casa, Mufasa, light be touchin', but I said, "Nuh uh"

I was strugglin' through, that yearbook got me laughin', bah-haha
Now I'm runnin' up on you in the mid-lane, cussin', like fu-fuck
Yeah, 'cause I don't want anybody else to have it
I'm sorry, but now this money's become a habit

Take it by force (yup), yeah, I'ma take it like a man
I know that don't make sense, but look at my stance
'Cause I'm a dancer, you can see it on tours (yeah)
You can see shit ain't yours (no)
What's mine is mine, now do your chores, yeah

High fidelity, I said, "Bye, Penelope" (ay, Penelope)
Only eyes for the melody, so don't even talk to me (don't care)
Unless you sing heavenly, yeah
Pure, like your pedigree (woo, woo)
'Cause I know you've no have faith in me
So I can't even talk to you (pray you talk)

While you high on amphetamines
And there ain't no good in tellin' you twice
Once is enough, but you just don't want my advice, yeah
'Cause you got a tendency of kissin' hands that you spite
And a legacy of pickin' fights with the ones on your side

So, I take time pickin' my friends (yeah)
While the critics be clickin' they pens (speak up)
Labels be itchin' they heads (they want some)
Thinkin' 'bout what I'm gon' do next (I say it loud, now)
And how I'm dippin' trends (somehow I pull it off)
And how I'm pushin' 10s, 'cause I'll be winnin' again, yeah
I'll be winnin' again (that's how we always do it, huh?)

Yuh

Took too long to answer, in your voicemail, I said, "Nuh uh"
You said there's a chance you gonna fail, but I said, "Nuh uh"
Lookin' for that "yes sir" in my tale, but I said, "Nuh uh"
Me casa, Mufasa, light be touchin', but I said, "Nuh uh"

I was strugglin' through, that yearbook got me laughin', bah-haha
Now I'm runnin' up on you in the mid-lane, cussin', like fu-fuck
Yeah, 'cause I don't want anybody else to have it
I'm sorry, but now this money's become a habit

Yeah, you got caught in the 4K, if you don't pay support
You should push 'em out the way of that bouquet
Not me, there's way too many, of course
You just gotta pray they ain't any of yours, yeah
'Cause I don't prevent it, I let it take its course

Yeah, I ignore the peer support (ignore peer support)
'Cause I am right and never flawed (you never flawed)
Yeah, time is short, so I bet the house (pass it off)
And play the court (pass it long)
If you ever pass the torch (ay-o, oh)
I'll blow it out and make the lord stop the count (like sorry you're sorry)

Just kiddin'
Yuh

Took too long to answer, in your voicemail, I said, "Nuh uh"
You said there's a chance you gonna fail, but I said, "Nuh uh"
Lookin' for that "yes sir" in my tale, but I said, "Nuh uh"
Me casa, Mufasa, light be touchin', but I said, "Nuh uh"

I was strugglin' through, that yearbook got me laughin', bah-haha
Now I'm runnin' up on you in the mid-lane, cussin', like fu-fuck
Yeah, 'cause I don't want anybody else to have it
I'm sorry, but now this money's become a habit



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Writer(s): Brice Young
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