No Mo
(专辑: The Lost Files - 2015)
I
can't fuck with chy'all no more, ya You alway on some ho shit Its like you talk about it, you ain't even know shit Y'all so flawed I
can't fuck with chy'all no more, ya You alway on some ho shit Its like you talk about it, you ain't even know shit Y'all so flawed I
can't fuck with chy'all no more Check, I
need a
news station unlike Fox News Where political gossip don't get infused with the
dialogue daily Am I
crazy for thinking this ain't about my people, it's about ratings What happen to the
terror of Joe Kony I
swear it came and gone At a
rate that got me thinking it's phony They painted North Korea and Kim Jung as true evil Then Dennis Rodman gon' say he cool people I
can't believe none on the
tube Seems like whenever 5: 00 strike all the
lies getting cued They must be paying for the
slots like my grandma in Vegas Some folk believing what they watch and that plot is contagious Talking WikiLeaks scams, dialogue, and Ed Snowden They want him dead for the
lies that his head holding And by lies I
mean knowledge of 'em all Still we talk about it like he broke the
law I
can't fuck with chy'all no more, ya You alway on some ho shit Its like you talk about it, you ain't even know shit Y'all so flawed I
can't fuck with chy'all no more, ya You alway on some ho shit Its like you talk about it, you ain't even know shit Y'all so flawed I
can't fuck with chy'all no more Ya, the
gossip and slander That shit is not the
answer It tarnish yo' mind like propaganda And it turn a
girl shallow Was a
dancer at Rachel's Word to my ex girl Her pockets big Jose Canseco But still her mind small Least from what I
recall She politic with bitches about things that only dissolve My enigma is women who swear that intelligence is a
stigma And don't know how much that it signa-fy I
don't even kiss 'em good-bye I
severe ties with they premature minds I
don't wish you would die though I'm just thankful that she ain't my ho I
know how it is Picking that bitch up from the
club Talking about what girl sucking dick Who doing drugs Who fell in love Who Louie Vuitton's fake Who baby daddy a
scrub Shut the
fuck up dumb ass bitch Word to Kendrick Everything about'chu too eccentric I
can't fuck with chy'all no more, ya You alway on some ho shit Its like you talk about it, you ain't even know shit Y'all so flawed I
can't fuck with chy'all no more, ya You alway on some ho shit Its like you talk about it, you ain't even know shit Y'all so flawed I
can't fuck with chy'all no more Ya, one of my homies, he a
dead beat father He got two kings and one daugther that he never see I'm staring at him with jealously In my eyes they worth more than he can ever be He ain't even calling they momma cell Asking they whereabouts Mine show up missing I'm raising hell And I
go through hell and back for them That's a
fact Only time he claims his, is on his income tax Small bullet but the
big gun match They go together like him And some false perception of blacks And his mind focusing on what he lacks Swear he would put a
hole through one of his brothers If he showed him the
stacks There's no loyalty in the
heart of a
man When taking care of his own ain't part of the
plan And I
ain't fixing to be part of your fam' Not at all, you send 'em to voicemail when they call I
can't fuck with chy'all no more, ya You alway on some ho shit Its like you talk about it, you ain't even know shit Y'all so flawed I
can't fuck with chy'all no more, ya You alway on some ho shit Its like you talk about it, you ain't even know shit Y'all so flawed I
can't fuck with chy'all no more