No Co-Sign
(Intro)
No Co-sign
Still here, got angels on both sides
New suits, I don’t Severed my old ties
Still at it, won’t quit till I’m Multi
Real niggas don’t die
Forgot that I was that nigga the whole time
Finally learned why they feared me the whole time
(Verse 1)
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Nigga quit praying I felt like shit jus wasn’t working
Suicidal thoughts I felt like living wasn’t worth it
Never killed a nigga but I had a couple urges
I was in a jam
I didn’t have no plan
Even pulled the trigger
Thank God that shit jammed
I was bitter watching everybody winning on the gram
And It was hard to be patient watching these Brooklyn niggas scam
Man we wanted Dior too
wanted to ball too
Grammys in LA me and my niggas in suits, damn
Niggas had Filets, while we were splitting McChickens
They like your times coming I’m thinking your times ticking, nigga
We was going through hell and we just kept walking
I just took more action my nigga less talking
No co signs or major features in here
Sold my Honda Civic Im on my second Beamer this year
(Chorus)
Lord have mercy on me
Have mercy on me
Sorry for the shit I had to do
I was hurting homie
No co signs and we here
Looking like the underdogs of the year
These bitches all in my ear saying
You the one Biz you gotta be
Fuck who aint proud man
Im proud of me
Middle finger to anybody who doubted me
Lord have mercy, they won’t get no mercy out of me
(Verse 2)
Lani used to call up David bling to let me borrow a chain
Sixty thousand round my neck without a dollar to my name
I was Jumping out the rolls Royce, hopping on da train
All that fronting like I had it used to drive me so insane
But you, gotta look a certain way ,
cause that’s just what the rappers do
And Gotta keep the image up
Cause, that’s just how the how rappers move
And, Calling mom for bread like , why you gotta catch an attitude
She’s like man you could’ve had your bachelors and your masters too
Am I wrong for feeling like I could do something
None of my family seen a mil I’m tryna prove something
Before my daughter turned two, I touched two hundred
I dare a nigga, try to tell me that I got lucky
Y’all don’t know what niggas went through
In six months I turned the Date Just to a Presidential
We just had to stop sleeping on ourselves
Only thing we ever needed was ourselves
(Chorus)
Lord have mercy on me
Have mercy on me
Sorry for the shit I had to do
I was hurting homie
No co signs and we here
Looking like the underdogs of the year
These bitches all in my ear saying
You the one Biz you gotta be
Fuck who aint proud man
Im proud of me
Middle finger to anybody who doubted me
Lord have mercy, they won’t get no mercy out of me
