Yung Fernoe - No Joke

Mama ain't raise no fool
That's why I move like Im supposed too
Yeah yeah yeah
Money talk then Im talking back man
I only speak when Im spoke too
Yeah
Listen dawg i promise this shit aint a joke
We all got some thing to accomplish
But fuck being broke
First you get stuck then complacency
Starts to approach
Now the level you stuck at Depressing got you losing hope
That's why I deliver the verses and I never choke
Fuck all the innuendos
How about we just not pretend tho
No one around me doing this shit
How I do it but I gotta do it again tho I had some points to prove
Dollars to make
But now its just shit that I spend tho
I just been catching my tempo
Honing my skills I'm a make sure
These niggas get killed slow
I
Think I got an obsession
With murking these rappers
Make that my profession
Im occupied as an assassin with weapons
Another dead rapper
Happens in seconds I know
First they be asking them questions
Then they be copying swag
That's just how it go
Wanna put me on the back burner
Hoping Im losing my gas then run out of smoke
But Im way way too lit
Mind sharper than a toothpick
Too advanced they cant ride the wave
So they wanna nigga on some new shit
Y'all way way too fake
Same rappers with a new face
Had ya chance then I came around
Now its way way way too late
Yeah without an opinion that matters
You niggas fade out of existence
Yeah I mean I hear what they saying Im too busy counting to listen
The game is competitive
Its getting harder for me to acknowledge ya friendship
Cause niggas do anything over some
Dollars and cents or about a percentage
That's just how Im coming
I wanna be something that's different From all they predictions
Bitch I been icing my bezel up
They set the bar then I level up
Fucking with me then Im digging ya Grave my nigga
Im picking my shovel up
Mama ain't raise no fool
That's why I move like Im supposed too
Money talk then Im talking back man
I only speak when Im Supposed too
How much shit I gotta go through
How much cash I gotta blow through
How many nights sneaking in trying
Not to wake mama up eating cold food
Homie some shit is inevitable
I mean you gotta expect it
Like being the nigga that once went through it
And now you deliver the message
And you gotta catch this
Years in the making it took to perfect this
I started out trying to be on my best shit
Now Im just knocking somethings Off my checklist

Written by:
Nyjal Bell

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