No Sugar

Album cover art for "No Sugar" by YL (Rap) & Starker

YL (Rap) & Starker - Rap, East Coast Rap

No Sugar

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Why's it feel so good to do the wrong thing Wrong time got 'em all high and I'm really fly without a feather man Yo my bad we ain't chillin' where's the weather man Yo know what I'm sayin', pardon me let's stick together like the perfect harmony Shorty know that I'm a star no astronomy Study people like I majored in it damn See the sun, my shorty bathin' in it Express my love through an open letter I hope you get it Put the dutchies on my deli credit, locals only Love for my loc' homies, it's never old to me Feelin' like I'm sittin' on top a million plus RRR you know what's up 'til the sun is up Yeah, and when the night falls white walls might call back I don't know why Y We chat softly collapse calmly every time I wake up black coffee Don't try to copy me, I'm in it for the spinach like the lottery No apologies, yo if its gotta be its gotta be Smoke the collard greens collar popped like a college scene I know that, I know that like I'm Socrates It's Y and I'm back again like I drive my keys The only policy I try to keep I don't even gotta speak, I let my people tell it You know I keeps it on the low like I'm illegal sellin' People tellin' lies to everybody I gotta get it like I'm John Gotti Rockin' Scottie Pippens, keep yo' distance And sip the Guinesses, privilege when you see the God Beat the odds, this ain't musica de Harry Fraud If I was you then I woulda quit my day job, you know [Verse 2: Starker] Yeah, connects be not pickin' ya phone up in the early mornin' I never stop explorin', North Face keep me dry from pourin' water out the grayest clouds I'm blazin' loud, say it loud like you black and you proud I come from inner city villages where children can point you to where the dealers is They innocent but sooner or later they gon get into it And my girl gon' have a little one And I'ma live forever right through my son I used to hide my weed behind the canvas, providin' chances, bad decisions God supplied advances yeah, yo

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Credits

Producers
  • Roper Williams