Hell Nawl

Yea yea yea Come on They ask if we the same I told that boy the truth They ask if we the same I told that Come on, look They ask if we the same I told that boy the truth I'm in this bitch strapped up around some niggas who ain't got nothing to lose I'm in this bitch round killers, drillers, winners, i can't fucking lose It ain't no discussion couldn't a quarter mile in my fucking shoes I got that shit you gon' turn on the mic And gon' rock out the stadium I got that shit you gon' play with your life And gon' knock out your cranium I got that shit, when it's up, it's on sight It don't matter what state you in OVO shooters, I f*ck with Canadians Catch him on Sunday, don't matter what day it is, nah Look i said if it's up then let's get it Lately been feeling outside of my body, I cannot control it, I hate to admit it Lately been feeling too cold with the mic, like im Cole wit the cam And I'm talking bout Bennett Lately been feeling too bold with your life & I'm making a calll and I swear ima end it Dumb ass nigga I warned you Feel like I'm destined for greatness can't stop me, i hate to inform you See all the hate through the Louis V lenses I still keep it cordial Took me a minute to come to my senses, ain't shit bout me normal Know ima snap in the booth Pull up and shoot out the roof These niggas they know im the truth I ain got nun else to prove Really been speaking my truth I ain't got shit else to lose He asking if he stand a chance, if it's between me and you? Hell nawl, hell nawl come on They ask if we the same, I told that boy the truth like They ask if we the same, I told that boy the truth like They ask if we the same, I told that boy the truth like Hell nawl We not the same, we can never be compared Im the only nigga in the world like me And I put this on everything I love Dumbass They ask if we the same, I told that boy the truth like They ask if we the same, I told that boy the truth like They ask if we the same, I told that boy the truth Look they ask if we the same, I told that Come on, look They ask if we the same I told that boy the truth I'm in this bitch strapped up around some niggas who ain't got nothing to lose I'm in this bitch round killers, drillers, winners, i can't fucking lose It ain't no discussion couldn't a quarter mile in my fucking shoes I got that shit you gon' turn on the mic And gon' rock out the stadium I got that shit you gon' play with your life And gon' knock out your cranium I got that shit, when it's up, it's on sight It don't matter what state you in OVO shooters, I f*ck with Canadians Catch him on Sunday, don't matter what day it is, nah Hell Nawl Hell Nawl, come on They ask if we the same, I told that boy the truth like Hell Nawl, Hell nawl