Mmxvii - No Handouts

I can't rest
Yea, put me to the test
Ooo
I just flex
I just got finesse
Ooo
I be making moves
Sayin less
Ooo
Bitch I'm blessed
Crossin up my chest
Ooo
I could go to heaven, chilling up Jesus Christ
Fly up like the Phoenix, burning fire through the night
Fake shit everywhere so in my circle keep it tight
I was in the dark so I just broke into the light
Never slowing down, I got fast pace
I can see it now, you in last place
You be looking like a joker, I got bat face
If you ain't playing keeps, its a bad race
Yea, like
No you can't wait on me
Got a girl, yea she stay with me
Bitch you better not play with me, yea yea
In the bed where she lay me
Better watch what you say to me
Patience ain't got no vacancy, yea yea
I be looking for the bands now, ooo
You be looking like a fan now, ooo
I be looking like a 10 now, ooo
I ain't fuckin with pretend now, ooo no
This shit ain't planned out
You be looking but you ain't getting no handouts, ooo
This shit ain't planned out
You be looking but you ain't getting no handouts
Yea, ugh
I gotta big road ahead of me
What you say? You ain't letting me?
You're just sick, I'm the remedy
Got the fire, it's bred in me
Got smoke, smoke
If you aiming at me than it go slow-mo
Cop a new model 3
And then I go, on the road
Bout to drift thru the snow
Drop a hit then I blow
Get it lit when I show up
Yea,
Drop the clip then I load up
Yea,
You in the grass
You get mowed up
This shit ain't planned out
You be looking but you ain't getting no handouts, oo oo oo
This shit ain't planned out
You be looking but you ain't getting no handouts

Written by:
Nolan Nicholson

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