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Lil Zay Osama

Got It No Mo

 

Got It No Mo

(album: 4 The Trenches - 2023)


No, no, no
No, no (Xcelence)

She would see us, they was feeling that I ain't got it no more
Hustle got free, came home, told me, "I ain't got it no more"
He told me I'm getting through it, so he gotta be proud of his bro
'Cause I ain't parting your path for everything, I ain't got it no more
I put my kids in my will
Get my insurance on me, never know when it's my time, never know when God will
Pour me up one, I ain't stressing no more
'Cause the way I feel, I ain't catching no blessings no more, uh

And when I got shot, he taught me a lesson, I know
But I lost my brother to this shit and I lost my cousins to this shit
Got caught in New York, they say I had a switch
I wouldn't even buy that shit, fans know I'm innocent
And I lost him, it's no way closer to him, yeah
And when I lost him, know I had lost it, yeah
Tryna help everybody out, uh
Gotta carry they body out, uh
He died, his life was in danger
I can't hold, I'm a stranger
I ain't know who was from my block, them kids grew up, they like demons
But I knew enough from my cat and they can't claim the 'Raq
R.I.P. D-Lo, Tay Boog, and Nez, know came correct
And I came from the 'jects, but I put my hood on my back
Rocking skinny jeans and bleach 'em, Rob did it his best
I was poor, opps up score, my hood at war
'Member Bam knocking at Timo door
Lost Tay and we went up scores, mm
Free Lonnell, P was making statements
Scats told my lo' to the opps, how you do that? That wasn't gangster
And we still be them boys
Still slide out them toys
And we still making noise

She would see us, they was feeling that I ain't got it no more
Hustle got free, came home, told me, "I ain't got it no more"
He told me I'm getting through it, so he gotta be proud of his bro
'Cause I ain't parting your path for everything, I ain't got it no more
I put my kids in my will
Get my insurance on me, never know when it's my time, never know when God will
Pour me up one, I ain't stressing no more
'Cause the way I feel, I ain't catching no blessings no more, uh

And the way I feel, I ain't catching no blessings no more
And the way I feel, I ain't stressing no more
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh

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