No Favors

Although, we could pull up messages when he was saying that he cut off bitches 'Cause he said that they thought they was better than me or thought they would be a replacement You know? And, thats what I get for talking to a "Facially Challenged" man Haha! Ain't have to reach out for no favors, did it by my self Lately i've established I can do this shit all by my self Niggas turned they back and i'm like "f*ck 'em, I don't need they help" Man, she so 'bent on tryna play a nigga, really played her self Built this shit up from the bottom, eyes on every dollar Mama asked what i'm gone do in life and I said "get this guala" Got on shit that prolly' you'll like, my waist draped down in Prada Lately I been so confused in life, but i know God gone solve it Lets do it, come on, I give my grace to God Having nightmares but I gotta be a man, no time to cry I don't gotta rap no gangster shit to be her favorite guy I feel like i'm Tony, Trill, or Birdie how i'm getting fly Something like a Bird Give a f*ck bout what you heard All the girls who curved me then been coming 'round so i'ma swerve In a G-ride, it's a Benz, this shit so fast i kissed the curb The biggest dealers are my friends, these niggas 'round me having syrup Get to bidnezz Fashion sense gon' draw attention Asked my bro whats on his mind and he responded "prolly spinning" How them boys want smoke wit us? We don't do shit but mind our business Them niggas hating, they just mad as hell we finally fucking winning I had learned a year ago "Why trip out on one? When you get lit, you gon' get twenty more" Told the bro's that we can share except that one i'm tender over I'm a licensed chiropractor, bae lay down and bend it over I just talk to God so much, I think my days of sinning over Ain't been stressing so I rarely roll a wood Trying to press me bout a message, told that girl "I wish you would" Can't address no situation or what went down inside the hood Even when i'm at my lowest, i'ma lie and say i'm good Always been that type of nigga If you finna drill you bet' not bring nobody silly with you I don't wanna talk right now, i'm working on my mental issues Something like a comic book, you niggas having plenty issues You speak and we gone get up with you, bidnezz Ain't have to reach out for no favors, did it by my self Lately i've established I can do this shit all by my self Niggas turned they back and i'm like "f*ck 'em, I don't need they help" Man, she so 'bent on tryna play a nigga, really played her self Built this shit up from the bottom, eyes on every dollar Mama asked what i'm gone do in life and I said "get this guala" Got on shit that prolly' you'll like, my waist draped down in Prada Lately I been so confused in life, but i know God gone solve it (I been giving all my problems to god) (I can't go outside if it is not no pole inside this ride) (Haha!) (You bet' not leave yo' side) (Yeah, yeah)