No Subs
No Subs (Lyrics)
Written By D.I.O.
In the ATL I f***** my girl to some Aaliyah
N***** be tryna be me why the f*** would I wanna be ya
You n***** buying flights then claim is light just to f*** a eater
Thought these n***** would learn by now but they raps are gettin sweeter
I'm coaching that full press my n***** ain't letting up
Course these n***** gon' send that diss it's all just to get a buck
You know n***** ain't like they need bread so they actin tough,
F*** that s*** I'm off that s*** these n***** done gave me a rush
Please don't come for mine it got me thinkin criminal,
I know it ain't no smoke these n***** rappin too subliminal
The deal arrived it got a lil spicey I ain't feelin you
I know the s*** we doing hurt so much it started killing you
I see these n***** come and go the s*** is gettin pitiful
You sold ya soul and want it back the f*** has gotten into you
I could tell the raps we hear these days are made up,
They saying is art okay that's cool it still sucks
Can't answer that ring cause you know the cameras on us,
okay
I gotta represent so klk mi presidente,
Y todo lo que hago yo lo hago por mi jente
I know these niggas do the s*** they do for some attention
How far you think you'll get if your intentions is pretending
Okay
Please don't come for mine it got me thinkin criminal,
I know it ain't no smoke these niggas rappin too sub.
bl gotta deal
dio gotta deal
let me cop a feel so i know it's real
n***** b***** they don't ever try fr
n***** pitching they ain't on a soccer field
a stretch a n**** like it's therapy
if the shots ring i hope they marry em
when i drew more i hope it bury em
rob green n**** til they perishing this embarrassing
Numbers up without face paint like jokic
I don't really need no pics never home and a n**** still lit, of course n***** never pop s***
All I do is show love but I know a few hating cause the deal hit,
I can't tell a soul what's in the account when they send a light ticket,
Still I know a couple M's missing l don't need love this is all business
Bro really had long sentence for his day ones that was still in it,
N***** into the s*** knowing what it is but the n***** still snitched
How n***** buy stu' time to go act like they really own sticks?
don't lie for the cameras
don't die for you manhood
tell the truth for the real ones
stand up for your family
energy works one way
but you would understand this
this love here was God given
we gone take it to the grammys
it's for the family it's never solo
tu corazón dices mi roto
toma un foto
you no show you perezoso y so celoso
i promise we don't do no sneak diss shoot from logo
you blew it you had a shot tho you had a shot tho
y cuando estoy hablando están debajo
and my girl is like a model no es barato
see Caro es en mi Carro que mami Claro
it's killing you to see the blessings are getting scooped up
subliminal hijos de p**** me no disfruta
Published By:
50/50 Global Muzik Publishing/
Sony Music Publishing/Orchard
