No Favors

Yeah Ballin' taught me how to handle Iron in my hand like I'm bout to panhandle Ten toes down, see em' through the jandals Pouring liquor for my homies, someone light the candle Pay respect to all the dead beats that I dismantled I'm in the zone My father gon' tell me when he gone The world gave No favors The life we livin' giving no favors On paper, I kept it Young Dolph, been major All I need is that respect, if that's all I'm gon' get then I'm good with ya Thank God for my connect, me and that money scent that's a good mixture Story they never told, Apollyon, Fallen Fold Dreaming of dripping gold, I'm trying to break the mold I'm sticking straight to the code, I'm sticking to my code Don't need no validation, Hop in the whip we down in SoHo just to take vacation So many talking like they dripping, man, that's perspiration I peeled the mic right out the box and started percolating I asked myself, like, homie, you gon' make it? It's a slim chance, but I'll take it Diamonds on my neck, I'd never, cause I cannot fake it Build my brand around the fallen so we ain't forsaken And keep them bullets ready like I'm Peyton It's an understatement to say I've been complaining about education Finding dough and how you bake it, schools ain't ever correlate it Leaving young adults so intoxicated, can't contemplate it I guess I gotta say it, the world gives, yeah No favors The life we livin' giving no favors On paper, I kept it Young Dolph, been major All I need is that respect, if that's all I'm gon' get then I'm good with you Thank God for my connect, me and that money scent that's a good mixture Remembering all the times, all the times that I cried All the tears in my eyes that kept me from getting mine It turned into something divine, I found my voice, how I rhyme I'm making it go Love or hate me, my confidence goin' forever show Left hand outside of the window throwing deuces Stealth mode so elusive, kept my feelings bottled up But now they on the track and they booming Freestyle senile, die of old age Judge a book by its cover, we ain't on the same page Take a look, a star in combat like Johnny Cage Fist fight companies still paying minimum wage Tell me why I yell so much up in the booth Maybe cause I've been told lies and mistruth Maybe cause I just can't hide behind the proof That I'm all about mine and not the group Cause they been giving No favors The life we livin' giving no favors On paper, I kept it Young Dolph, been major All I need is that respect, if that's all I'm gon' get then I'm good with you Thank God for my connect, me and that money scent that's a good mixture