No Hook

'Cito these niggas sleepin' on me Gotta wake these niggas up hold up, hold up Look at my ex, she think she the shit Bought a new ass but still the same bitch Could build a building with All of these bricks Money gymnastics, I'm makin' it flip Jacket got zippers, ain't smokin' a zip Told baby girl I'm as real as it get Nigga try me, probably empty the clip I'ma get rich off a couple of slips Pour me a four, I be takin' a sip Spend it so fast 'cause I'm makin' it quick Don't got a job, mama havin' a fit Baggin' your bitch, got a bag on my fit Ain't even make it, she actin' for pics Hit Neiman Marcus and Saks on the Fifth This to the face, I ain't passin' the spliffs Fashion from Tokyo, catchin' my drift Like double-D's, got a lot on my chest PO be trippin', can't leave the US I'ma ball out until peace, I'm at rest Got a white bitch, say she love how I dress Don't go on dates or respond to no text Hit a bitch once and I'm on to the next I love the game and I love the finesse Heard he got work, well I got it for less When you rack five Can't be stopped by no ref Chasin' that bag 'til I'm all out of breath You would've thought I was Ye on the West Louis Vuitton on my bulletproof vest I got good food so they think I'm a chef Ain't about money then honey I'm deaf Tried to do school, wasn't passin' no test Report card by Fendi, was covered with F Lately the love been so fake Everybody comin' 'round Tryna act like they f*ck with me Down on my dick, I was out hittin' licks Tryna get me a dollar and you Ain't show no love to me These niggas not real Man I swear they not one of me These niggas so cap Man I swear they some wannabes From the 'yo to the trap to The top where I'm gonna be On the paper chase every day Thuggin' in the streets I had to stay down in the trenches Out on my grind, I had to go get it If he want that beef, I'ma aim at his fitted Said he slid on my block, old dude He must be kidding This straight off the head but They think that this written I do this for my niggas locked in the prison Don't f*ck with these niggas They act just like bitches I'm out every day on my grind on a mission I know that these niggas hope I fall They wishin' Grippin' on my side, no not no extension He gon' get knocked off just For all that dissin' Just like some hot sauce You know that I'm drippin' OG's, they know that I'm crippin' Couple months ago I was locked Down 'hind the fences Money over bitches, gotta mind my business Had to stay down and I had to pay attention Look at my life, you could write thirty books This shit so real, never needed a hook I'm independent, this one for the books None of these labels ain't give me a look Look at my life, you could write thirty books This shit so real, never needed a hook I'm independent, this one for the books None of these labels ain't give me a look