No Deals

Lyrics

[Chorus] I don't want no fame, not here, y'all can have it back Ain't come in the game to make no friends, I came into this shit to make them racks Don't got no deal for no promotion, they like me 'cause I'm on It ain't no love lost, but I need 40 racks just to come and sing a song Hell na, I ain't having no deal, my nigga need 30 racks for his case Hell na, I ain't got no deal, [?] Most rap niggas really be fake, [?] call me 'bout no feature Most rap niggas really be fake, tryna sell you dreams like a crookid preacher [Verse 1] Can't put my dreams in nobody, when I step, I'm all alone Got a Glock undеr my belt, [?] guarantee I make it home Swarе to God, I don't need nobody, long as I got you by my side Sware to God [?] nigga would play [?] die [?] never slipping, I got my 5 Watch your hoes and watch your guys, 'cause people tend to wear disguise People gon' try to feed you lies, abuse you and your heart [?] How the fuck you don't want me to win? We grew up in the same hood [?] bitch came in the door [?] exactly how that ho gon' go Seen all of this shit before, but I ain't going down that road no more I can't love no bitch, I got millions I can't love no bitch, I lost feelings Don't call my phone, I don't want no deal, time is money, no time for chilling [Chorus] I don't want no fame, not here, y'all can have it back Ain't come in the game to make no friends, I came into this shit to make them racks Don't got no deal for no promotion, they like me 'cause I'm on It ain't no love lost, but I need 40 racks just to come and sing a song Hell na, I ain't having no deal, my nigga need 30 racks for his case Hell na, I ain't got no deal, [?] Most rap niggas really be fake, [?] call me 'bout no feature Most rap niggas really be fake, tryna sell you dreams like a crookid preacher [Verse 2] Most rap niggas really be fake, wanna live your life, wanna fuck your hoes [?] wanna drip like [?] wanna rock designer clothes I done came a long way, I'm finally good, I promis I won't go back Tryna get my niggas up out the hood, told them they ain't gotta trap One thing about DJ, he won't switch One thing about Kobi, he keep a blick 'Cause he know sometimes how the streets can get Stepping in the field, we moving swift Ain't new to this, we true to this We was tought to keep our guns with us Still ride around with the same clique What the fuck I look like switching up? I still ride around with my same guys, I still be with my day ones We all equal, no matter what Niggas gloed up, now they mad at us But these niggas can't nothing that we do So they sit back and try to watch our moves Going against us [?] lose Can't do anything [?] [Chorus] I don't want no fame, not here, y'all can have it back Ain't come in the game to make no friends, I came into this shit to make them racks Don't got no deal for no promotion, they like me 'cause I'm on It ain't no love lost, but I need 40 racks just to come and sing a song Hell na, I ain't having no deal, my nigga need 30 racks for his case Hell na, I ain't got no deal, [?] Most rap niggas really be fake, [?] call me 'bout no feature Most rap niggas really be fake, tryna sell you dreams like a crookid preacher