No Shoulders Freestyle

Motivation Pressure on the outcome Got me on a schedule and the letter after Malcolm Running out of time it take to show somebody love That's why I just let em' go and never press em' on the how come Long live the men in the fam Come against us be the motherfucka' send ya to fam Use to keep a black Gucci bag hid with the grams Now the only thing that's filling it is business plans F*ck out my business man see, Prison linger when you hanging where them felons are If you don't catch me in them streets I bet you smell the tar The worst thing about the top is you can tell it's far It's harder just getting back where you were before it fell apart Hit somebody with the cake I'm tryna sell a heart No feelings Twist me up I'm talking buzzing like No ceilings Don't let me catch you in the pig pen No squealing Niggas ain't coming with that money Don't want no dealings Millions in the plans Pavilion full of grands that'll split it Been laboring and working with my hands for a minute Yet to see the end of the beginning but somehow I'm winning Lost a lot of sleep and friendly foes convinced they not pretending Out of reach to get the message last I saw it said it's sending Selfish man went and bit the helping hand that I was lending Hard knock life hard knocks got me reaching for it Devil want my soul bless the pastor when he he preaching for it IMessage lil shawty when I'm free either she sleeping or it's Tender Love and Care well aware that we been Creepin' for it We ignore it all, Ignorant and blissfully I keep the energy when she offended we Still ain't shit officially (Heh) Maybe one day it'll get to me Irony in how you always hittin' me missing me (Unh) We been down this path and this road over If you say love is a drug then I'd be cold sober Too numb to this hell I'm in to notice that it froze over Crying isn't really all that cleansing when it's no shoulders (I neva' needed it) F*ck it Look Ok let's try this Songs in A minor keep falling on some fly shit My yunnas' all possessed with the Spirit of the Cha Cha lately they been on some slide shit Living fast praying they don't die quick Good Lord Push it to the limits and then push more Can't be dragging feet I catch a splinter on these wood floors Ate a couple Ls' ain't have no reason to cook for Never source goods wit' nobody that's a good source Gotta' learn the best way to make a mistake Is never to Out here revving engines for the revenue (Yeah) Hope the bigger picture has a better hue Pray me making it doesn't make me if I ever do Travel on foot to distances that are better flew With no guidance Cause niggas charging just to get you there Like tow mileage Wanna be fly wit you but would never copilot Forever talking about nothing yet it's no silence And no solace Feel like we'll never have it if I don't got it Can't be shooting shit cause if they shooting shit then I'm not tryna' no shot it Gotta' tell my story I can plan it but I don't plot it