Aint No Way
Trap all stupid, Trap all stupid, Yeah yeah
There's no way to slow me down, oh
They gon' have to take me out, oh
I'm way too paid like Jay-Z now, oh
And my bitch bad, she make me proud, oh
I woke up with nothin' before
Can't let it happen again, no
I came from nothin', lil' bro
So now that I got it we spend, yeah
We was the ones by the store
Lil' niggas with nothin' to give, yeah
My foot on they throat
You should be beggin' me to lift
Right at the lick, post at the rip
R.I.P. to the road
Can't see how they switch, but fuck it, it's lit
We gon' play it how it go
Bitch say I ain't shit, and she doin' her
Ain't no loyalty no more
But fuck it I'm me, just keepin' it G
I done seen it all before
If it ain't money, I ain't concerned
When will these bitches, ever learned
I'm at they head, I'm on they ass
Now tell these niggas wait they turn
What's mine is mines, with yours is mine
Now we ain't takin' turns
I just rent the coupe to go hit the highway
To burn, baby, burn
Smokin' the fattest J with the window down
Hear the tires when I turn
I might just beep the horn at your bitch
Cause I know that she was starring
I got the whole game locked
I can open doors, just tell me where you goin
When I hear the bass knock, it's showtime
Get to ballin' like Irvin
I been on my grind for a long time now
It just finally started showin
I got the shit mapped out in my book bag
But I ain't a kin of Dora
I hang with the Tides and know some Diego's,
That can forecast a storm
I'ma do this shit my way, and only my way
Give' no fucks about what you doin
I hold the gun sideways with my eye open
I can hit a baby bird
I be with the OGs, yeah, they know me
For the shit that I be doin
I'm totally different
The money, I lift it like Simba
Got it, in every dilemma
Just like my pistol
Shorty, give neck till I timber
Shit, so good had to remember
Bitch, I'm the man front and center,
Tell your lil' nigga get with us
Throat shots, this ain't a hiccup
G 4 G, we be them niggas
I'm really a Yoda, lil' nigga
I got the force and charisma
I make a call to get rid of you
Baby, I be with the criminals
Real shots, fuckin' subliminal
Pillow talk, we killin' bitches too
911, can't even get to you
Ain't no way to slow me down, oh
They gon' have to take me out, oh
I'm way too paid like Jay-Z now, oh
And my bitch bad, she make me proud, oh
I woke up with nothin' before
Can't let it happen again, no
I came from nothin', lil' bro
So now that I got it, we spendin', yeah
We was the ones by the store
Lil' niggas with nothin' to give, yeah
And my foot on they throat
You should be beggin' me to live
You should be beggin' me to live
You should be beggin' me to live