No Gloves

Lyrics

[Verse] Got this feelin' that I'm about to stack a mil-li-on Got everybody reachin' He teachin' but they ain't feelin' 'em Sing boy Preach to the choir Hands to the ceiling yeah The truth and living proof that I obsolete opposition I sit neutral position Been driven since power steerin' yeah You know I be training harder than ellipticals Song make her drop down Canton like the Spirituals Young church boy bless ya life just like a miracle Black as Cole he lyrical Girl I'm not your type because you seem to like 'em typical And she won't even peepin' 'til she checked out them residuals Like how could something so B-I-G fit in this small body Crack commandment 3 and 7 Ronald like the Isleys ahh Ahh but there I go again though I think the constant pressure is really boosting my ego We pray to the Most High and I travel wherever He go And Momma said keep pullin' son it's easy just like a free throws In the QC 4 make you go 4 locos WND & GBP the only logos Back at home where niggas blast the 9s like Romo I been comin' with the hits too fast you might as well slow mo [Verse] The upper echelon apparently I claim to be the apparatus actually I oversee like balconies and shorty like to drop down praying like she on her knees I only look to one Man 'cause He's the only reason we Poppin' like we them boys with static don't you find in shockin' Young Ron Hefner Christmas shoppin' when she out them stockings 'Cause I been makin' plays & music that'll fill them pockets My flow on go, you just can't stop it I Mutombo, we fly like rockets My head on strong she still gon' top it You'll never ever find a single just like this in your pocket But now I'm at the bag Young bald fade hoop rings with rag I know granny lookin' down like baby don't do that But I gotta get right for all the wrongs I had There I go Gone don't stop Wait a lil Sheesh, I think I made the world stop On go like my clique You a no show Gone with the wind And we win yeah You know