NoHesi Ke - Who I Call?

Listen I'm over it all run it up all on the beat you know I can't jog
Like a broke car don't stall race to the money you knowing that we need it all
Talking to the Breed don't even trip my nigga you know we gone ball
Told me to shout if I need em knowing damn well I don't do yelling at all
Yeah I'm the helping hand but when in need who can I call?
I ain't fucking with no titles be my Dawg if you my Dawg
The whipped is over boxed something like a U-Haul
I'm staring down at shawty she keep saying you tall
It's like noon and I'm tripping
Day by day with the pack let's flip it
Till it's a whole knot I'm gripping
Stack it up not too much spending
Bad bitch she way past tipsy
Young Nigga I'm way too gifted
Higher than the clouds I'm lifted
Steady feel the world keep shifting
NoHesi that be the name
Rap Artist I play that game
Wild bars they can't be tamed
In my rhymes I speak my pain
On the East I'm slanging Za
All facts I can't even lie
Get the bag it don't hurt to try
Pain real but why can't I cry?
The pain I endure turn to strength
Ion bang that shit don't pay
Money spread gotta whole lot of length
That shit just made my day
I been tripping in this bitch lately ion really know what to say
That's my first cap bar you Lil Boys do that shit everyday
I won't lie to you know I'm making money over here this way
But why you lie to me I could've showed you how to make a lane
It hurt to see the ones you love start to go against the grain
When you play in the streets don't crash bro you gotta use yo brain
You broke I been broke plenty times that's on you to change it
Life play by its own rule save yo bread yo bread gone save you
I got this money driven missile if you acting shady
I'm from they Dub where we take Ls man this shit so crazy
Listen I'm over it all run it up all on the beat you know I can't jog
Like a broke car don't stall race to the money you knowing that we need it all
Talking to the Breed don't even trip my nigga you know we gone ball
Told me to shout if I need em knowing damn well I don't do yelling at all
Yeah I'm the helping hand but when in need who can I call?
I ain't fucking with no titles be my Dawg if you my Dawg
The whipped is over boxed something like a U-Haul
I'm staring down at shawty she keep saying you tall

Written by:
KeSean Roberts

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