No Deals lyrics

[Chorus]
I don't want no fame, not here, y’all can have it back
Ain't come in the game to make no friends, I came into this sh*t to make them racks
Don't got no deal for no promotion, they like me ’cause I'm on
It ain't no love lost, but I need 40 racks just to come and sing a song
Hell na, I ain't having no deal, my n*gga need 30 racks for his case
Hell na, I ain't got no deal, [?]
Most rap n*ggas really be fake, [?] call me 'bout no feature
Most rap n*ggas really be fake, tryna sell you dreams like a crookid preacher

[Verse 1]
Can't put my dreams in nobody, when I step, I'm all alone
Got a Glock undеr my belt, [?] guarantee I make it home
Swarе to God, I don’t need nobody, long as I got you by my side
Sware to God [?] n*gga would play [?] die
[?] never slipping, I got my 5
Watch your hoes and watch your guys, ’cause people tend to wear disguise
People gon' try to feed you lies, abuse you and your heart [?]
How the f*ck you don’t want me to win? We grew up in the same hood
[?] b*tch came in the door [?] exactly how that ho gon' go
Seen all of this sh*t before, but I ain't going down that road no more
I can't love no b*tch, I got millions
I can’t love no b*tch, I lost feelings
Don't call my phone, I don't want no deal, time is money, no time for chilling

[Chorus]
I don't want no fame, not here, y'all can have it back
Ain't come in the game to make no friends, I came into this sh*t to make them racks
Don't got no deal for no promotion, they like me 'cause I'm on
It ain't no love lost, but I need 40 racks just to come and sing a song
Hell na, I ain't having no deal, my n*gga need 30 racks for his case
Hell na, I ain't got no deal, [?]
Most rap n*ggas really be fake, [?] call me 'bout no feature
Most rap n*ggas really be fake, tryna sell you dreams like a crookid preacher
[Verse 2]
Most rap n*ggas really be fake, wanna live your life, wanna f*ck your hoes
[?] wanna drip like [?] wanna rock designer clothes
I done came a long way, I'm finally good, I promis I won't go back
Tryna get my n*ggas up out the hood, told them they ain't gotta trap
One thing about DJ, he won't switch
One thing about Kobi, he keep a blick
'Cause he know sometimes how the streets can get
Stepping in the field, we moving swift
Ain't new to this, we true to this
We was tought to keep our guns with us
Still ride around with the same clique
What the f*ck I look like switching up?
I still ride around with my same guys, I still be with my day ones
We all equal, no matter what
n*ggas gloed up, now they mad at us
But these n*ggas can't nothing that we do
So they sit back and try to watch our moves
Going against us [?] lose
Can't do anything [?]

[Chorus]
I don't want no fame, not here, y'all can have it back
Ain't come in the game to make no friends, I came into this sh*t to make them racks
Don't got no deal for no promotion, they like me 'cause I'm on
It ain't no love lost, but I need 40 racks just to come and sing a song
Hell na, I ain't having no deal, my n*gga need 30 racks for his case
Hell na, I ain't got no deal, [?]
Most rap n*ggas really be fake, [?] call me 'bout no feature
Most rap n*ggas really be fake, tryna sell you dreams like a crookid preacher