Ain't Nun
It ain't shit for a nigga like me, to rap over some beats
Put trap over some keys, knew raps the only release
To keep me out of the trees
Adapt only from peach state
You niggas lowly reached peak (wait)
I'm faster than niggas
Leave em tailor pressed, you ain't fashionable nigga
Skinny jeans and letterman jacket
Ian that sorta nigga
Or maybe I am? Damn
Niggas prolly caught me in that same fit a week ago
If you did then I'm just chilling catch me innit again in bout a week or so
Shìt I just like joking don't take me serious but take me serious
And don't swipe up on my story talking it's been forever nigga it's been years
I been under the storm mild weather & it ain't been rain nigga it's been tears
Fearing my flight to cali like a shade room appearance damn
I been needing to go see new faces been needing to show mines
I been thinking of flows I done missed link ups with SMO four times
Pen Demon swear for God he as evil as eerie Tyson
Ion condone all the shìt he say like he my son
But that's still the bro & if you play then shìt it's bygones
But if you tryna play buy in is five she hand me five ones
Ring up TK & get ya receipted fa the shìt that I done did
Yeaaa
Ion move when they tell me to
Shit i won't budge
Fuck you & fuck the landlord too
Matter fact fuck the judge
He tryna ruin our real estate, if true then aw man
We gone run him the ones
Ion move when they tell me to
Shit i won't budge
Fuck you & fuck the landlord too matter fact fuck the judge
He tryna ruin our real estate, if true? Then aww man
Fuck that I'm merely focused on the shìt I can handle
Imma pop a cyst and leave the paint filthy in camo
Fuck a fair fight miss shots & then ill feed em more ammo
He ran up close & caught a bow like he was fishing for arrows
She tryna say that I ain't shìt & that she wish I'd explain
Like shorty I could but then I thought like can I? Refrain
Shortly would tell her that Ian been stressing in days
Run with him and you catch strays run with me & get saved
So don't fuck me up now I been decent
This the shìt I been seeking
Situations is kinda recent, not too far, I could reach it
I ain't tripping if you ain't tripping
Don't ask questions ain't seen shìt
Don't defeat us stuck in your mind we know y'all love overthinking.
Say whats the move like what's the move she wondering the same thing
Ian gone lie miss I could groove we floating pens on a page
Could turn this shìt or burn this ship it's really decisions to make
She start tripping shaking her head I'm like speak up that shìt baked
You got me writing poems like I don't usually
They mostly problems and pain
She said well maybe you should go back I don't trust a damn thing you saying
Said wait forreal cus it's problem if I find out you playing
The fuck?
It ain't shit for a nigga like me
To go fully auto and rap over some beats
Without any problem put trap over some keys
It's our only motto raps the only release
Niggas'll send you higher to keep you out of the trees
Raised in a city to adapt but niggas got stuck in the peach
But if it's smoke it's smoke it's fire we'll send em lower to the
And any problem nigga report em to me he said
Got any problem nigga report em to me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
& any problem nigga report em to me
Put trap over some keys, knew raps the only release
To keep me out of the trees
Adapt only from peach state
You niggas lowly reached peak (wait)
I'm faster than niggas
Leave em tailor pressed, you ain't fashionable nigga
Skinny jeans and letterman jacket
Ian that sorta nigga
Or maybe I am? Damn
Niggas prolly caught me in that same fit a week ago
If you did then I'm just chilling catch me innit again in bout a week or so
Shìt I just like joking don't take me serious but take me serious
And don't swipe up on my story talking it's been forever nigga it's been years
I been under the storm mild weather & it ain't been rain nigga it's been tears
Fearing my flight to cali like a shade room appearance damn
I been needing to go see new faces been needing to show mines
I been thinking of flows I done missed link ups with SMO four times
Pen Demon swear for God he as evil as eerie Tyson
Ion condone all the shìt he say like he my son
But that's still the bro & if you play then shìt it's bygones
But if you tryna play buy in is five she hand me five ones
Ring up TK & get ya receipted fa the shìt that I done did
Yeaaa
Ion move when they tell me to
Shit i won't budge
Fuck you & fuck the landlord too
Matter fact fuck the judge
He tryna ruin our real estate, if true then aw man
We gone run him the ones
Ion move when they tell me to
Shit i won't budge
Fuck you & fuck the landlord too matter fact fuck the judge
He tryna ruin our real estate, if true? Then aww man
Fuck that I'm merely focused on the shìt I can handle
Imma pop a cyst and leave the paint filthy in camo
Fuck a fair fight miss shots & then ill feed em more ammo
He ran up close & caught a bow like he was fishing for arrows
She tryna say that I ain't shìt & that she wish I'd explain
Like shorty I could but then I thought like can I? Refrain
Shortly would tell her that Ian been stressing in days
Run with him and you catch strays run with me & get saved
So don't fuck me up now I been decent
This the shìt I been seeking
Situations is kinda recent, not too far, I could reach it
I ain't tripping if you ain't tripping
Don't ask questions ain't seen shìt
Don't defeat us stuck in your mind we know y'all love overthinking.
Say whats the move like what's the move she wondering the same thing
Ian gone lie miss I could groove we floating pens on a page
Could turn this shìt or burn this ship it's really decisions to make
She start tripping shaking her head I'm like speak up that shìt baked
You got me writing poems like I don't usually
They mostly problems and pain
She said well maybe you should go back I don't trust a damn thing you saying
Said wait forreal cus it's problem if I find out you playing
The fuck?
It ain't shit for a nigga like me
To go fully auto and rap over some beats
Without any problem put trap over some keys
It's our only motto raps the only release
Niggas'll send you higher to keep you out of the trees
Raised in a city to adapt but niggas got stuck in the peach
But if it's smoke it's smoke it's fire we'll send em lower to the
And any problem nigga report em to me he said
Got any problem nigga report em to me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
& any problem nigga report em to me
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Writer(s): Dennis Marshall
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