No License

Yeah (Yeah, quit that faking nigga Tell me how you feel inside) I was just choppin it up With my nigga G We was just saying damn Shit just crazy where we came from Just look at all the elevation To look at the progress To look at the process You get what I'm sayin? Shit crazy where we came from I'm high at all my photo shoots I couldn't buy a shirt I'm jumping out the gym Lil buddy know I gotta hell of a vert My heart still cold as ice You ride my wave and you get burnt We see you doing you But they respect who did it first She prolly gone fuck up my stash I can't get attached My buddy G just dropped a jit I need to hit him back I got not time cause I'm on tilt But I made time for that Seem like more hate more love I give you But that's in the past I pray for peace, but we tote gats Just bought another strap I'd rather scrap Too many soldiers that we can't get back Bitch I'm from Florida Where you whack unless you got that sack But we on top now I'm getting topped up At the bottom of the map I Bitch I got family ties My auntie told me I had drive When I had no license I told God give me a sign Almost made my mama cry I be trapping in the booth I sell it, call it Snow White They got smoke, but we can match How I ran it up from scratch? I initiate that pressure Just to see how you react Lately I been too detached But I'm sticking to the task He tried to snake me Told him if you move too fast Then you gone crash They got smoke, but we can match How I ran it up from scratch? I initiate that pressure Just to see how you react Lately I been too detached But I'm sticking to the task He tried to snake me Told him if you move too fast Then you gone crash Yeah Quit that faking nigga Tell me how you feel inside Same nigga with you is gone shoot you on your live Now you televised... Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah