Yvngshad - No Favors

Ay, Uh
Wasn't part of the plan
But shit, I thought you'd understand
Watched you turn your back on me
I thought you was my mans, shit
Now im worried bout bands, I serve em wit my stick in hand
Soundcloud, I had 60 fans
This pain shit I been living in
My bitch wet, anemone
I'm really lit, she into me
You a bitch, we ain't enemies
Get popped at you send for me
And who the opps? You'll never know
You better pick which way to go
Two blunts in, I need like four
My dawg sip drank straight from the store
Ay, I get straight shit for the low
You need a P? They twenty-one
And I can do a lot of shit, but from no nigga I can't run
Been down was on my dick
My dawg aint make tryouts, I had to cut em
Fuck em, that's way this shit go
I learned its bet take this shit slow
These niggas watching
Ain't never had shit, ain't raise em (Ay)
I can't blame em
These niggas plotting
Know I shoot fast bitch, I'll kill you and your neighbor
They in my pockets
Stick out your hand, bitch
I really ain't got no favors
Really ion need no label
Really a nigga that's getting that paper
These niggas watching
Ain't never had shit, ain't raise em (Ay)
I can't blame em
These niggas plotting
Know I shoot fast bitch, I'll kill you and your neighbor
They in my pockets
Stick out your hand, bitch
I really ain't got no favors
Really ion need no label
Really a nigga that's getting that paper
Really a nigga that's moving that shit
Yeah I can flip it, I can sell
Bitch I had cash when I was ten
And I made sales when I was a lil
Yeah I done made it out the state
But I still ain't safe from twelve
And bro ass yeah he been a bitch
He really safe cause he in jail
I gotta ask ya Jay
Why the fuck you ran and you had fourteen?
Confrontations, Ion take that shit light
Cause bitch you don't know me
Uh, now I'm the police, get your lick back
Nigga show me sum
Pistol on my lap, like fuck the law
I'm tryna blow me sum
Money don't get paid to bitches
Sit back watch just pay attention
Broke or not, I'm on that road
Tryna duck them state officials
Prop that scale up on that stove
That 448 begin the mission
Bro wish I could get up off this path
But I can't even listen
These niggas watching
Ain't never had shit, ain't raise em (Ay)
I can't blame em
These niggas plotting
Know I shoot fast bitch, I'll kill you and your neighbor
They in my pockets
Stick out your hand, bitch
I really ain't got no favors
Really ion need no label
Really a nigga that's getting that paper
These niggas watching
Ain't never had shit, ain't raise em (Ay)
I can't blame em
These niggas plotting
Know I shoot fast bitch, I'll kill you and your neighbor
They in my pockets
Stick out your hand, bitch
I really ain't got no favors
Really ion need no label
Really a nigga that's getting that paper

Written by:
Roshad Reid

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