No Deal

That wasn't funny But she laughed so hard, she almost cried They're countin' months they've been together Almost forty-nine (Yo, Sam, this shit heat) He's making fun of how she acted 'round the holidays (Damn, Dawson) She wears a ring, but they tell people that they're not engaged They met in class for metaphysical philosophy He tells his friends, "I like her 'cause she's so much smarter than me" They're having talks about their futures until 4 AM And I'm happy for them But I wanna feel all that love and emotion Be that attached to the person I'm holdin' Someday I'll be falling without caution But for now, I'm only people watchin' People watchin' Yeah, uh Thinkin' about my life and how far a nigga came Thinkin' about my life and mistakes a nigga made Steady duckin' the reaper, everybody got a day (grrah) Hopefully I'll be ready for it (yeah, yeah) Uh, I told 'em my dreams, they ain't believe this I can't lie, even I couldn't of seen this I just was on the bus stop getting high out of my brain Headphones in, listen to Kevin Gates say "Shooting star, shooting star" Rapper with a pistol, that made me a shooting star Now we all across the globe, three hundred thousand dollar shows Was I 'posed to get this far? This shit so crazy how these hoes tryna plot on me (tryna plot on me) These niggas hatin', want my spot, sendin' shots at me Know I fuck with Sosa, Ghetto, Spec and Tee Oh, you must ain't know the boy gon' park the car, jump out on feet Won't you pay a nigga back for saving ya life I don't know yet but I'ma make it right I'm tryna ball, these niggas tryna take my life I tell you what'll make a gangster change his life Go to sleep with millions in his bank And hake up in the morning, see his daughter face Just was broke as a joke, when we was down we was fine Start achievin' his dreams now his life on the line Tell the label, "No deal," I need twenty every time I ain't comin' to Europe if I can't bring my .45 Tell the label, "No deal," I need twenty every time I ain't comin' to Paris if I can't bring my .45 (oh, whoa) Ayy Tell the label, "No deal" I'm fine, I can't come on road a lot if I can't bring fire You know, need fire for these fuck niggas I need my fire for these fuck niggas (yeah) I need my fire for these fuck niggas (I seen that) I seen that, I need my fire for these fuck niggas (grrah) No deal (baow, baow, baow, baow) No, no deal --- No Deal - Rod Wave