No Telling

No, no telling
Bitch check my resume
I was born with felonies
Y’all niggas pissy as hell, Like R. Kelly
I’m on Hollywood, And I’ll smoke a salary
Y’all looking sad to me
Heard y’all niggas after me
Killas in the back of me
Buy so many skittles nigga, I probably got cavities
We ain’t in the trap no mo, We in the factories
Bag so heavy
I am not an athlete
But I score MVP
3 peat, Championship
Bag can’t touch down, One week
Sooooo my nigga
Saw you with yo little boo
Awe she done chose
I don’t want your heart and soul nigga, Cause she old
These niggas want you to fall, I know
You told me you love me, I don’t
I’m married to the money baby, Over you
Period
Mo gold than a pyramid
Compact 40 ducked off in my timberlands
These niggas femine
Semi show goupie ain’t cinnamon
The feds ready to penaten
Fuck the ops
Fuck the cops
Fuck these skeesers
Red drank, Blue pill
No R&B singer
Call up Pinger, If you wanna get lit
Aye Pooh
On my mamma these boys don’t want this
Hell naw
You fucking with a real D boy
Bullets shells will have you dancing like Leroy
Don’t give one fuck
You don’t gotta like me
Mob shit
Kill yo ass for being shisty
With the white people
Never racist
Bitch
My best friend, Ben Franklin
Fuck you saying
I’m a mastermind
I hate liars
Go and tell the owner to come outside
Right now nigga
ATL hittas
AB in the fiscar
Love the old days, But I don’t miss em
Bitch
Cause my hands keep itching
Aye
I feel that meal ticket
It’s too late to apologize
It’s too late to apologize
Nigga
It’s too late to apologize
Rather yo mamma cry then my mamma cry
Pussy