Lyrics:
label
(in collaboration with DJ Khaled, DJ Pharris
And the producer Hit Boy) predictably
The pharmaceutical combine Novartis
Objected to
The title
"It's Mr N on that track"
yea,
(Chorus)
Rrrrrraaaaa..
No Games, No Games
The time to turn to a new page
Gotta move forward from the old days
Yah,
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
Magnum
You already know this track isn't wack
On the drying rack
And my boy jimmy got that 6 pack
Welcome back to the track
New album just dropped
You
and listen
Iyo ham, ham
Oh nkosi yam
A lot of people tried to discourage me man
And told me I must not do this album man
Why sing about Tambo
Leave politics
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
track, bring it back, tell me what you
Think about that
Boys trynna holla, but I ain't having that
You better have game, you better come correct
Ya
a top boy Scorcher and Bashy cant do the same
Real reconize Real , how many albums have you sold to date
I aint saying im Wayne Or Kanye ,But im living
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
(Four Quarters)
(Man my boy Joc been doing this music shit for a minute
Boy keeping the foot on the pedal
He ain't stopping no time soon man, don't
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
of the game, oh boy, uh
Battlecat on the track, oh boy
Please believe, uh
Sick Wid It records, oh boy
Please believe, we stay doin' this
Uhh, uh-uhh
Uh-uhh
'Daddy, what's a train?'
When I was just a boy and living by the track
Us kids would gather up the coal in big 'ole gunnysacks
Then we heard the warning
on the cyclone cause I'm
Tryna move by the beach
I got an iphone and it came with gps free
So I don't like hoes
Ladies tryna track on my beef
They very psycho
on the track and now i'm ready to destroy
You coming back with an album but what's the hype about it When I jump on the track they gonna scream and shout it
But
walk up you
Can see the shotgun spit
Ferrari roof go down, Lam doors go up
I got big boy toys, when you gon' grow up?
Nigga knick knack pattywack
Give
Your beauty so fine, yeah, your skin be so soft, yeah, I just wanna touch you, yeah, I wanna go down there
These boys be hating on me, I don't give
{NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay.. this album has been funded
By the Blastmaster KRS-One Fund
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!
You know what? We're gettin {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay,
rhymes
Tryna past the time
Wanna be on the beach
Drinking Pepsi cola me and YB
Vibin' on the track you know that
I'm a have to show ya
How we stay spittin'
going to the studio; my engineer put the track up from "out west"
And he told me spit it clear...Uhh
Another hit is just made, another album
So ones again
Oh yea
This is for my real fans let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit talk about it
You put me here
M.I 2
little thots
People who hate me get hit by a rock
All my haters see me at the top
Your girl just gave me... top
Last time you dropped an album, it flopped
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