Nobody 2 E

Coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee. Ayo, cut the oven on and leave the door Open. It's getting cold in here, cut the oven on. Ayo, no breaks in between shifts, man. We'll the hoes later on or something. Real. Yo, three twenty-seven, man, I had to move the Rack from the crib and put it in storage. It's always drugs, money, and murder and paid Lawyers. Government assisted, I live in no paid Mortgages. Your boyfriend's name ain't on the lease, Neighbors report it. Don't let this nine-to-fiver Suit and tie get you touched up. Last nigga that touched me, showed him tough love. Young gunner, number one stunner like I'm Birdman. We was hittin' movin' targets, out suburbans. Point blank range leave you still where you stand. I watched a nigga testify, gave me chills from The stand. Shit, it don't really get more realer Than this. I'm hardly seen, but I'm still in The bricks. I'm in the mix with gorillas and Pigs. For one of ours, we'll take three of Yours, and run the clock like who's keepin' score. You lose blood when you deep in war. Chico see potential, so we do consignment. In between them two signs is where you can Find him. I don't want nobody fuckin' with me In these streets. Say yes sir, Yes sir. I don't want nobody Fuckin' with me in these streets. Say yes sir, Ayo. If you was real, then we'd be more alike. If pain is love, then I'm the torture type. You know the streets is our sports but life. And everybody got they own agenda. My heart a cold December. I got too many memories I probably won't remember. Stick to my guns, whiskey in my kidney, Got some piff in my lungs. Palms itchin' for funds. I'm gettin' money, but I'm still in the slums. Real comfy, Benz coupe, dummy proof. In case you think it's something cute, these bitches Come in twos. I bring the blunts and booze. All these dudes bunch of clowns, and I'm on A mule. You know I live by certain rules And limits. play it cool, but I got cruel Intentions. I'm in the trenches burnin' fuel Extensions. I turn your bitch into my new obsession. Feel like the best to ever do it, that's A true confession. Yeah, I show you how to Do this, bitch, school in session. And fuck 'em all like the new election, yeah. I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these Streets. Say yes sir, Yes sir. I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these Streets. Say yes sir, yes sir. Uh. Nothin' but fire raps, untouchable flows, And real killers. I come around, there ain't no Sunshine like Bill Withers. The lil' niggas, that nine mm sig on me. Whoever your big homie, I'm probably his big homie. I come from third world crime. Me and my enemies be on that eye for An eye. Let's go to war and make the Whole world blind. Detroit nigga, this a no-fly Zone. Don't even play yourself. I'll have your body rollin' down an airplane Conveyor belt. Tricky got the mayor help, Sirens on his truck. Po-po in his pocket, No promoter hire low to trust. Don't you know that I don't flash, I'm enlightened, I am lightning bolt as fuck. What you are in value, I am twice as. Bar and stallion, I am priceless. Concubine that might enjoy the smut. Whore, connoisseur, I am Thor, liable to bust. Might've showed up to a vinyl store, pint of 'tron or toaster. Sign a poster, might've smoked ya, Might've rolled a Dutch. Might've told ya. I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these Streets. Say yes sir, Yes sir. I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these Streets. Say yes sir, Yes sir. Say yes sir.