No Mistakes (feat. Profound G)

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No room for mistakes Too much on my plate
Niggas talkin' hell like gangsta And still talk to the Jakes
Play my part, it's not a game Play my heart, it's a shame
I play my cards my way These bars never went to jail

No room for mistakes Too much on my plate
Niggas talkin' hell like gangsta And still talk to the Jakes
Play my part, it's not a game Play my heart, it's a shame
I play my cards my way These bars never went to jail

No, I don't f*ck with nobody Who really be tellin' me how I should do
shit I been goin' through shit, think I need
me a break Everybody want me to drop new shit
Nobody can stop me, if they try to stop me They might have to fuckin' remove me
But f*ck it, I know niggas pussy But f*ck it, I know niggas pussy
Child's play, this ain't nothin' to me High stakes, they don't know what it is
Got nice taste, if you know what I mean Ice tray, need that in my lean
High grade, make me graduate in a higher state with this motherfuckin' weed
My bae she a entree need a side plate when I motherfuckin' eat
Tryna stack money all days Never play it safe in my arcade
Shawty lightskin nut got dark ways  I make those legs go and part ways
No, I don't f*ck with hypocrisy I feel like Jesus, how they doubted me
And I don't mean no fuckin' blasphemy Shit, I got niggas who gon' blast for me
So don't mistake me for them other guys It's a motherfuckin' homicide
But they gon' mistake it for a suicide How the f*ck you wanna sleep with us
And then listen to them niggas' lullabies? Profound G a real young king
Im the motherfuckin' golden child Punish all mistakes, better get it right
Cause I told you theres

No room for mistakes Too much on my plate
Niggas talkin' hella gangster And still talk to the Jakes
Play my part, it's not a game Play my heart, it's a shame
I play my cards my way These bars never went to jail

No room for mistakes, yeah Play my heart, it's a damn shame
All these niggas too fake, uh Acting cool, but they mad lame
All they offer is the cake, uh But all these bitches want my last name (its not a wedding cake)
Smokin' beats all day, uh I gotta empty out the ashtray
Smarter I get, I just wanna go stupid Niggas talkin' but won't even do shit
I go to the farm during the holidays So I'm pretty good at callin' bullshit
Too much talent, don't mean to abuse it Niggas trash, but they hatin' my music
All these haters are just an illusion Pullin' me back and I keep on pushin
I ain't got time for niggas that's usin' my prime As a witness to say I fell off
All these rappers my children I used to be
Mindin' my business, now I'm standin' on it
Feel like these niggas workin' for the traffic department Cause all they tryna do is stop it
This is the style that I'm drippin' in They gon' respond like police
Cause all they do is cop it, copy, copy

No room for mistakes, yeah Too much on my plate
Niggas talkin' like gangsta And still talk to the Jakes
Play my part, it's not a game Play my heart, it's a shame
I play my cards my way These bars never went to jail
No room for mistakes, yeah Too much on my plate

Niggas talkin' like gangsta And still talk to the Jakes
Play my part, it's not a game Play my heart, it's a shame
I play my cards my way These bars never went to jail

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