(Ayo, AIM)
(Blazer Outta Spaceship)
But I just didn't know how to treat her right
(Tady, pop your shit)
G-Lock
Yeah
I been on my "Fuck the world" shit lately, dawg
You know what I'm talkin' bout?
Fuck everybody and everything
Everybody be on fuck shit
I ain't never been a fuck nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
That's why I be like, "Fuck a nigga", you know?
Don't hate on me, p***y, take that up with God
Yeah, for real, ayy
Fuck this rap shit (bitch), I'm tryna wrap shit up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up
Playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up"
I stayed down nine years rackin' up
Remember them days I was sackin' up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup (my cup)
Yeah, uh
Flippa showed me how to get a million plus (uh)
Flippa showed me my first million bucks (yeah)
Flippa showed me that this rap shit ain't nothin' (uh)
Flippa always told me, "Glizock, you the one" (Glizock)
Ninth grade with True's and Louis Vuitton
Freshest out the crew and I kept me a gun
Sick ass nigga, kill you with my palms (uh)
Yeah, Cutthtroat shit, send flowers to his mom
Money talk, nigga, I ain't bitin' my tongue
Uh, keep sneak dissin', put that boy in a blunt (yeah)
Goin' out with a bang, yeah, that's how I'm comin'
Weighin' in my money, feel like I got bunions
I lost my cousin, can't tell me nothin' (shit)
Fuck this rap shit, I'm tryna wrap shit up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up
Playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up"
I stayed down nine years rackin' up
Remember them days I was sackin' up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup (my cup)
Fuck this rap shit (bitch), I'm tryna wrap shit up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up
Playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up"
I stayed down nine years rackin' up
Remember them days I was sackin' up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup (my cup)
Yeah, uh
Straight out the dirt that's why I'm sippin' this mud
Bro died, so I'm goin' harder on drugs
I wake up in mornin', pourin' Wock' in the mud (Wock' Wock')
New Audemar, just got out the tub
Big boy shit, yeah, boy, you's a cub (big boy)
Fourteen with gold slugs in the club
I was runnin' around and runnin' it up (phew)
Yup, doublin' down and doublin' up
Had a sack and gat and I had 'em both tucked
Glock not petite, yup, don't think shit sweet
I got it on me, yup, no matter what
I'll tear you to pieces, get high like Weezy
Say I be tweakin', what's up with that boy?
Yeah, I'm goin' dumb, they callin' me Beavis
This shit three easy (easy), nigga
Ayy
Fuck this rap shit, I'm tryna wrap shit up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up
Playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up"
I stayed down nine years rackin' up
Remember them days I was sackin' up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup (my cup)
Fuck this rap shit, I'm tryna wrap shit up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up (yeah)
Playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up"
I stayed down nine years rackin' up
Remember them days I was sackin' up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup (my cup)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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No Love - Key Glock
