No Hook (feat. C Spazzo)

All the shit I be going through got me numbing my feelings When I sit back, I'm smoking on GG and I be thinking about winning And all of these niggas be hating they talking about C Spazzo, Cuz they see me winning Mama told me, don't worry, you gon' be a star, you just got to remain patient Sometimes when I sit back, pray to God, hoping he forgive me for sinning But I'm sorry, Lord, motherfuckers be plotting, they scheming They'd rather see me dead in that box not breathing That's why I commit sins, for a reason I could never trust a bitch again, cause these bitches be treeshin How you f*ck with me in the opps, lil' bitch? You just treasing You was just in my bed late nights, you was sucking and swallowing up my semen Pop a perk, I'm sipping this wockhart, man, this shit got me leaning If I call up Cedii, that's my cuzzie, nigga, we gon' walk up and get the creeping I'm with C Spazzo, thats the cuz, I be telling him chill, he be spazzin' and geekin Drop me the addy, nigga, where you at? Got my soldiers ready to attack LGR niggas moving too tact, can't let us turns to a pack I promised my mama I would never go, can't, can't trust no bitch, no hoe Michael Vick when Lil' Bro throw, he tryna buss a cap, pushing back your fro If it's up then it's stuck , better never run up, cause my niggas don't come to play around Don't got a gun, get jumped, we 10 niggas deep Told the cuz, spin a block like a merry go round I told macho, knuckle up, he don't need a heat, punch a nigga straight to the ground I told macho, knuckle up, he don't need a heat, punch a nigga straight to the ground Spike on my back like a Viking, I stay with my team like Teen Titans These pussy-ass niggas keep whining, tell the truth, nigga, stop lying And all of my diamonds is shining, I'm tired of my people just dying These niggas just change like climate, I don't got time for no fighting You know a young nigga stay grinding, my diamonds shine bright like it's lightning Bet your allowance, my diamonds wet like a fountain And I'm counting this money, it's piling , I'm counting this money, it's piling I'm not, I'm not preaching, but these niggas be pillow-talking, they be chatting Give me the reason why these niggas mad, f*ck a beef, go get you a bag I'm way too focused too ever get attached Just f*ck this girl, hit X for the pass Ab ain't Crip, but he move like he loc When I pass him the chop, he moving real tactic You say you gon' run up on who? If I call up my killys, my bloodies, my cuzzie, might cracc em Last nigga, he spoke on the team, he still OT They still asking what happened If I see that boy in the hood, he gonna run rick Like Doobie, we got several attachments