No More

They break you down when you breathless Leave down when you helpless Pointing fingers on your shit Make you feel like you helpless Every time when it come to Begging on your knees You were known for the man to They run to you when they not thankful But you love them but you know they not faithful Excel or wait for thе fam Come on wait for your fam To throw everything that you know behind Come on boy wash your hands off the ladies You done have a little baby You don't have to play this Half of your friends are all A B s Simple minded or fakers They didn't even know what it feels to be helpers Spectres, they were all ghost out When you were feeling all down like your life all froze out Go sacred, you a captain, go heads up and you gonna sail off All your friends gonna see you When you all older and you all caked up ... go bake up Verse II Am moving on now Letting all these ladies go Cause i don't give a f*ck now Young kig ama do my thing Tell all the old friends I don't really give a damn Am all good now, rolls royce boy You know what i got now All the suckers wanna talk shit, but I ain't never been a punk and probably never will I do my own thing cause i know i could Came from the bottom now am at the top You gonna understand this kid was really down Cause nobody gave a damn about me Daddy never cared about me Mama never understood me, so This what it gan be from now on Ama do my thing and ama keep it real And i ain't never gan front Never ever gonna be a bitch for none of you suckers Ya gan understand kig, am the real nigga Am the real shit Am the boss type What the f*ck ya talking Talking about me like I owe ya something You don't owe me nothing, i don't owe ya nothing Don't come to my face talking all that rap shit I don't feel your shit I do this for the people who ain't got nobody Who ain't down for the hassle who ain't down the ... ? - Chorus - Am letting go Won't let you Grow on me no more For the hurt I'll miss you but won't let you know No More No More No More - Verse - Sometime you gotta let go of the suckers Sometime you gotta let go of these bitches You gotta let go cause they don't care about you They don't see the pain you going through All these half fake ass niggas All these fake ass bitches I don't need none of ya no more Paint my own picture clearly Am doing my thing now, boss type Do it for my I got you, daddy gonna bring this cup home Gan make sure that you alright We gan ride in the rolls royce All so comfy now and we ain't never gan give a damn about you Suckers Ya gan hate but we ain't gan give a shit Am letting go Won't let you Grow on me no more For the hurt I'll miss you but won't let you know No More No More No More