Amir Jackson - Nada

Heard a nigga talking down I dont hear him nope nada
I'm holding all the chips you ain't win none nada
When the choppa go bang I let it go it hold nada
That's a double entendre did you get it nope nada
Nah you ain't getting nada
Shouldn't even try it
You tried to sell lies
And we ain't even buy it
I was born Amir
I shoulda been prophet
Niggas want beef imma hit em in they pockets
I'm in H town
Slamming on the breaks now
Face down
Ya boy riding dirty I can't let em see my face now
Another one
I still my gut you like a rillo
I never did play I go crazy nah fa real doe
Light skinned nigga I do fine in the friend zone
I took midi shit and it my instrumental
Classic
Up close and personal stabbing
Im a Savage
Find me where the knife and the mask is
Haters gone hate till they head rapped in plastic
Niggas blow smoke they dont really want the static
Amir a leprechaun always finding where the bag is
They finally turned me on if checking for my status
Fly as magic carpets I'm Aladdin to a Jasmine
Hoes fuck wit me cause I always do it nasty
Crown fit big I'm entitled with this shit
Yo shots get stuffed like ya sinus never cleared
Your boring
Wasting all them miles while you touring
I just kill shit and make arrangement with the florist
Now you boys really looking stiff rigormortis
We are not the same I was built in different orders
Be easy with me please I'm all Cap with the Steeze
If the ops like to run we take bats to they knees
And the vest strong nigga took flack out the seeds
Kim Jong long range you'll get hit from over seas
Heard a nigga talking down I dont hear him nope nada
I'm holding all the chips you ain't win none nada
When the choppa go bang I let it go it hold nada
That's a double entendre did you get it nope nada
Nah you ain't getting nada
Shouldn't even try it
You tried to sell lies
And we ain't even buy it
I was born Amir
I shoulda been prophet
Niggas want beef imma hit em in they pockets
Boy I'm from the danger zone
Hogging with swangers on
Flyer than fedoras wit a stogie on my Al Capone
Cats getting whacked in here
Blow him out the stratosphere
Talk like Trump pussies Putin like Vladimir
Tell me what the problem is
Pits here bottomless
Boy I get BIG I'm a hip hop opatamus
Dont know what a college is
Praying for alot of them
They dont want a part of this
Pop him wit a silent bitch
Rules to the game never changed that's what we know
I dont miss a thang when I aim that's a free throw
Scream Ana Mae she gone sang like Tito
I see you ride waves I'm a shark time to eat him
Steady with the moves I be calm I can prolly go and lose me an arm tryna get it
Imma sacrifice it all whats the call money always been the motive
You should try and get involved
Hustling a unwritten law
Heard a nigga talking down I dont hear him nope nada
I'm holding all the chips you ain't win none nada
When the choppa go bang I let it go it hold nada
That's a double entendre did you get it nope nada
Nah you ain't getting nada
Shouldn't even try it
You tried to sell lies
And we ain't even buy it
I was born Amir
I shoulda been prophet
Niggas want beef imma hit em in they pockets

Written by:
Amir Jackson

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