Like None (feat. VonTooCut)
Real n***** don't need no handouts
Ran it up, bitches say I'm the man now
N***** lame, running around they fanned out
Make a name, now n***** want handouts
I ain't the one, you n***** can't come around
Fucked her once, now she wanna have a son
Got a gun, so he wanna act tough
N***** be goofy ion like none
Bitches be basic ion like none
He betraying hating stuck in they ways
Fuck out my face if you ain't getting paid
Get you some hustle lil n**** ya lame
Got a concussion them guns hit his brain
End of discussion the pic on the frame
His bitch for the gang
Bitch call me Bruce Wayne
Pull up shooting like Kobe ain't no missing
Pull up shooting like KD ain't no missing
Had to cut a hoe off she won't stop tripping
Gotta find me a girl that do no bitching
But I know that shit is impossible
Bitches be hoes
These n***** be hoes and no ain't no stopping em
If I call up the bros, hell no ain't no stopping em
Run up on me, damn right I'm popping em
Focused on dropping em
Speakers I'm knocking em
Haters I'm blocking em
Don't wanna talk to em
N***** be goofy won't let em in my room
She wanna fuck on me, take her to my room
Took off her clothes, we ain't playing by no rules
Rell Dray, I go by my own rules
Rell Dray made a way, that's breaking news
Pussy n**** quick to type something
Freestyling ion write none
Too much n***** ion like none
Too much hoes ion like none
Fuck with the family, then I'm on yo ass
Shit a get fatal you not getting pass
Pulling up fresh as fuck, sharper than glass
These n***** fake as fuck no they won't last
These n***** fake as fuck no they ain't cool with me
Play with yo bitch, I am not with the foolery
N***** be cruel, so I keep a tool with me
N***** ain't put me on, n***** wasn't schooling me
Putting myself on, it ain't no other way
These n***** they gone cross you like Penny Hardaway
They don't hate a little bit, they hate you all the way
Try me a little bit, send em to God today
Real n***** don't need no handouts
Ran it up, bitches say I'm the man now
N***** lame, running around they fanned out
Make a name, now n***** want handouts
I ain't the one, you n***** can't come around
Fucked her once, now she wanna have a son
Got a gun, so he wanna act tough
N***** be goofy ion like none
Bitches be basic ion like none
He betraying hating stuck in they ways
Fuck out my face if you ain't getting paid
Get you some hustle lil n**** ya lame
Got a concussion them guns hit his brain
End of discussion the pic on the frame
His bitch for the gang
Bitch call me Bruce Wayne
Ran it up, bitches say I'm the man now
N***** lame, running around they fanned out
Make a name, now n***** want handouts
I ain't the one, you n***** can't come around
Fucked her once, now she wanna have a son
Got a gun, so he wanna act tough
N***** be goofy ion like none
Bitches be basic ion like none
He betraying hating stuck in they ways
Fuck out my face if you ain't getting paid
Get you some hustle lil n**** ya lame
Got a concussion them guns hit his brain
End of discussion the pic on the frame
His bitch for the gang
Bitch call me Bruce Wayne
Pull up shooting like Kobe ain't no missing
Pull up shooting like KD ain't no missing
Had to cut a hoe off she won't stop tripping
Gotta find me a girl that do no bitching
But I know that shit is impossible
Bitches be hoes
These n***** be hoes and no ain't no stopping em
If I call up the bros, hell no ain't no stopping em
Run up on me, damn right I'm popping em
Focused on dropping em
Speakers I'm knocking em
Haters I'm blocking em
Don't wanna talk to em
N***** be goofy won't let em in my room
She wanna fuck on me, take her to my room
Took off her clothes, we ain't playing by no rules
Rell Dray, I go by my own rules
Rell Dray made a way, that's breaking news
Pussy n**** quick to type something
Freestyling ion write none
Too much n***** ion like none
Too much hoes ion like none
Fuck with the family, then I'm on yo ass
Shit a get fatal you not getting pass
Pulling up fresh as fuck, sharper than glass
These n***** fake as fuck no they won't last
These n***** fake as fuck no they ain't cool with me
Play with yo bitch, I am not with the foolery
N***** be cruel, so I keep a tool with me
N***** ain't put me on, n***** wasn't schooling me
Putting myself on, it ain't no other way
These n***** they gone cross you like Penny Hardaway
They don't hate a little bit, they hate you all the way
Try me a little bit, send em to God today
Real n***** don't need no handouts
Ran it up, bitches say I'm the man now
N***** lame, running around they fanned out
Make a name, now n***** want handouts
I ain't the one, you n***** can't come around
Fucked her once, now she wanna have a son
Got a gun, so he wanna act tough
N***** be goofy ion like none
Bitches be basic ion like none
He betraying hating stuck in they ways
Fuck out my face if you ain't getting paid
Get you some hustle lil n**** ya lame
Got a concussion them guns hit his brain
End of discussion the pic on the frame
His bitch for the gang
Bitch call me Bruce Wayne
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Writer(s): Devon Stiles, Rahmir Drayton
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