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letra de no more - marztlk

i can’t call you my brada, don’t know if you really gone ride for me
no i’m not trustin n0body, cuz i don’t even know who the f-ck gonna slide for me
when they put that gun to my head, who the f-ck i’ma call?, who gone catch a body for me?
when i can’t hit the spot, and that pack bout to land?, who the f-ck gonna go get the molly for me?
who the f-ck gone crash out?, booted up, b-tch i’m bout to black out
put that toolie up, i’m bout to spazz out, i get suited up, ready to blast out
i done seen n-ggas switch up, lost my trust
never love a b-tch, know that that’s l-st
n-ggas get to tellin, when they hit the cuffs
i can’t wait to blow up, b-tch no rush
rappin for a minute, n-gga never rust
really know this street sh-t get tough
f-ck it i sеparated, i got back on these drugs, and i еlevated
they can’t wait till i die, they gone celebrate it
talk to god everyday, b-tch i’m h-lla patient
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, that sound h-lla racist
so you know i just stay to myself, i’m on my own
i feel outta place, never had no home
think about it everyday, .22 to my dome
made a whole new sound, i done peeped my clones
percocet with that xan, now we boutta get gone
i was just takin them xannies, protectin my peace, b-tch i got anxiety
on the 30, a whole nother side of me
i might die with these pills all inside of me
i’m never lovin a b-tch, i’m protectin my heart
when i pop me a x, it take me out the dark
i been f-cked up by too many permanent scars
learned a lesson, b-tch i gotta put up my guard
still f-cked up by what my mama did
swear to god she don’t know what that trauma did
f-ck it b-tch i’ma go get these commas then
time to blow the f-ck up, like osama did
(i’m really f-cked up by a whole lotta sh-t, i got paranoia, i can’t love, i can’t trust, sh-t all i really know foreal, is do drugs, haha)

wake the f-ck up out my sleep, and see myself bleedin
i been on these opioids, i don’t know what’s real, all i know is that i’m really feigning
xanny in my ear, said it “wanna talk to me”, i go to pop it, and i get to dreamin
i don’t wanna stop it, love it when i’m leanin
gotta go and cop it, do it every evening
i pop like 3-4 pills, call it a meal, b-tch i can’t even eat
i drop off the red, and mix it with tech, go get the cup b-tch i’m boutta scream
i know when i die i’ma hear that screech
you can hear the h-llcat, boutta creep up the street
gotta watch how i move, so i’m light on my feet
used to love that b-tch, now the hoe just a creep
f-ck that love sh-t, don’t want no more
claim he a thug, b-tch don’t want no war
i’m on these drugs, sh-t can’t show more
know she a sl-t b-tch, don’t want no wh0re
pull up with that beam, like a clone war
why you stealin my style, get ya own wh0re
we gone pull up, and kick down the whole door
oh don’t chop it up, b-tch take the whole bar
h-lla green in my pockets, like grove street
i done came up, now these f-ck n-ggas know me
picked up the percs, now i’m back to the old me
i had to let the b-tch know, she can’t hold me
“why the f-ck they think that they can control me?”
we not choppin molly, takin the whole thing
f-ck a line, b-tch i’m pourin the whole 3
if i’m on these drugs then god’s protectin my enemies
gotta cup fulla red, give a f-ck bout the hennessy
i was all in my head, on that trip back to tennessee
she wan’ put her mouth on the d-ck, like anemone
count up the money, i got some amenities
n-ggas be talkin, they really some entities
pop at his head, treat that man like he kennedy
“why the f-ck all the hoes wan’ get in with me?”
got a day in the city, and she wanna spend with me

- marztlk

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