No Mo

I can’t fuck wit y’all
I ain’t playing no mo
Man I’m tired of all the talking
I ain’t saying no mo
Man I thought you was my dog but
You hate on the low
I ain’t answer no more calls
If it ain’t about dough
No Mo' No Mo' No Mo' No Mo'
Oh No Oh No Oh No Oh No Oh No
No Mo' No Mo' No Mo' No Mo'
Oh No Oh No Oh No Oh No Oh No
No more work to get
Another nigga paid (No Way)
Millions don’t mean shit
To them you still a slave (OJ)
Don’t trust em if they
Mouth and nose be running aye (Flonase)
On the sidelines
They don’t even play (Coach K)
Boss up Boss up Boss up
Boss up Boss up Boss up
Do I keep this job or quit
Man that’s a toss up
Babies gotta eat man
I can’t take no losses
But if I die can’t take
These dreams inside a coffin
No I can’t go like that
End of my show like that no
Made a lil dough like that
Man I can’t go right back no
Man that boy sholl can rap
Why my girl all on my back oh
Gotta keep hope in tact
Even if low on gas no
Sixty hour work weeks
Putting cash to the sid
Doing what I gotta do
Putting pride to the side
Cuz studio cost, video cost
Notes on house that’s big amounts
So if you callin' I just be like fuck it
Ugh
I can’t fuck wit y’all I ain’t playing no mo
Man I’m tired of all the talking I ain’t saying no mo
Man I thought you was my dog but you hate on the low
I ain’t answer no more calls if it ain’t about dough
No Mo' No Mo' No Mo' No Mo'
Oh No Oh No Oh No Oh No Oh No
No Mo' No Mo' No Mo' No Mo'
Oh No Oh No Oh No Oh No Oh No
Yea
No Mo' No Mo' No Mo' No Mo'
Oh No Oh No Oh No Oh No Oh No
Yea