No Apologies

Lavish living all these bitches love me treat me like a king
Fucking all these bitches and I'm sorry you can't get a ring
Fuck her while the diamonds dancing cause she loving how it bling
And if I said love you bitch I'm sorry that don't mean a thing
Old niggas hating cuz a young nigga getting money
Old bitches mad now they say I'm out here acting funny
Gave her shot of casa, mixed the dusse up with a bit of honey
Take her to the crib she bounce on dick she hopping like a bunny
Brand new pieces for the gang
We be them icy niggas
Expensive shit that's all we wear
We been them pricy niggas
Said it once I'll say it twice you def ain't gotta like me nigga
Watch ya hands and ya tone you bet not try and fight me nigga
Making money know I'm cashing out before I crash out
Invite the hoes come to the crib they sucking til I pass out
He insecure I fuck his bitch and now he tryna lash out
They hate to see me win I make them niggas hold their past doubt
Niggas hate to see us flossing cause we chose our own route
All we do is stack this money ain't worried bout no damn clout
Talking all that shit and now he scared like what's that yapping bout
He froze up when we seen him pussy nigga what's that capping bout
I fuck with all this rapping shit, I love the benefits
He saying that he love his life, we put a end to it
Don't ever think to start some beef, we shoot to finish shit
You bluffing like you wanna fight, we know you been a bitch

Bitch I ain't ever been a hoe
Every since my date of birth I forever been the goat
If he fuckin with my bread imma hit em with the toast
Nigga I ain't fucking playin if you think this shit a joke
Danny Phantom we gon turn him to a ghost
We gon turn him to a pack we gon turn him to a post
Drop his body in the river we gon see if he gon float
Every thing I ever said shit can turn into a quote
I Hope you ready for the smoke
Aye bet she like the way my jewelry dance
Niggas watch my every move bitch you been a fan
I been bossing up I'm cutting out the middleman
At the top and spinning around em like a ceiling fan
I been tryna make some plays I'm a business man
If you tryna make it out you need a business plan
Ain't no fucking up you better keep a drill in hand
It only take a couple shots just to kill a man
Told you I'm a lyricist
Bitches love My penmanship
Niggas hate I'm winning shit
Be careful who you in it with
Cuz they around for benefits
Turn them all to witnesses
Getting rich gon make em sick
Up the blick gon make em split

32 & HBK lil bitch we run the game
Love this shit so much we had to ice it, put it on a chain
We want the money, love our fans but then you know it's fuck the fame
You niggas really pussy try to beef with us that shit is lame
Why you hate on me and bro?
We tryna live it up
You old niggas missed the shot
It's time to give it up
We noticed all that fake shit
You know the jig is up
He say homies hold him down
Well tell em pick him up
They tell me Red just let it go
Nah I can't let it slide
My brodie know I got his back
And yes I'm picking sides
The loudest one up in the room
But you the first that cried
And if we ever in the spot
Suggest you better hide
We rob his house ain't taking half
Don't get no discount nigga
Pussy know this shit get tragic
Ain't gotta pull out triggers
Rapping shit gone take us far
Straight to the penthouse nigga
You ever think you'll touch my brother
I slap the shit out niggas
Pussy