No No歌词
作词 : Tione J. Merritt
(Blind)
(I won't let you get to me, get to me, I won't let you get to me)
(I won't let you, I won't let you)
(Lil Tjay)
(I won't let you get to me, get to me, I won't let you get to me, I won't let you)
(I won't let you get to me)
Back to the heat, can't relax, now I'm back on my feet
We ain't never goin' back to the streets
Money gettin' long, niggas mad they couldn't come along
I remember they were laughin' at me (Laughin' at me)
Bad energy, trench kid, mad energy
Pray to the Lord 'cause I'm free
Numbers organic, ain't nothing I forced 'em to be
You won't be shit unfortunately (Blind)
I'm going up, nigga try us, and he tough, everybody trained to bust (Grr, grr, boom)
We don't really give a ****, it ain't too much to discuss (Yeah, yeah)
Deadies punchin', roll it up, turn that nigga into dust (Yeah, yeah)
Head high, grippy tucked, tell 'em Tjay said, "What's up?" (Grr, boom)
Doing my own thing, chillin', been good in my own lane (Own lane)
I don't trust no one, that's why I be letting my phone ring (Phone ring)
Clip stay on me now, no more fightin', this pole gang
Stuck in my ways, ain't no role change
Run up, I'm lettin' my pole bang (Blind)
They don't really want war, nigga, no, no
How you with me if it's war, he go dolo
[Shut up, thugger?] at the door, you're a bozo
Backwood blunt just to put me in my mojo
I know everybody dubbin' if it's time to ride
Heart cold, life changed since my bro died
I can't get the fake love by my side
To the top, just me and my guys
Back to the heat, can't relax, now I'm back on my feet
We ain't never goin' back to the streets
Money gettin' long, niggas mad they couldn't come along
I remember they were laughin' at me (Laughin' at me)
Bad energy, trench kid, mad energy
Pray to the Lord 'cause I'm free
Numbers organic, ain't nothing I forced 'em to be
You won't be shit unfortunately (Mm-mm, mm)
(Blind)
(Blind)
(I won't let you get to me, get to me, I won't let you get to me)
(I won't let you, I won't let you)
(Lil Tjay)
(I won't let you get to me, get to me, I won't let you get to me, I won't let you)
(I won't let you get to me)
Back to the heat, can't relax, now I'm back on my feet
We ain't never goin' back to the streets
Money gettin' long, niggas mad they couldn't come along
I remember they were laughin' at me (Laughin' at me)
Bad energy, trench kid, mad energy
Pray to the Lord 'cause I'm free
Numbers organic, ain't nothing I forced 'em to be
You won't be shit unfortunately (Blind)
I'm going up, nigga try us, and he tough, everybody trained to bust (Grr, grr, boom)
We don't really give a ****, it ain't too much to discuss (Yeah, yeah)
Deadies punchin', roll it up, turn that nigga into dust (Yeah, yeah)
Head high, grippy tucked, tell 'em Tjay said, "What's up?" (Grr, boom)
Doing my own thing, chillin', been good in my own lane (Own lane)
I don't trust no one, that's why I be letting my phone ring (Phone ring)
Clip stay on me now, no more fightin', this pole gang
Stuck in my ways, ain't no role change
Run up, I'm lettin' my pole bang (Blind)
They don't really want war, nigga, no, no
How you with me if it's war, he go dolo
[Shut up, thugger?] at the door, you're a bozo
Backwood blunt just to put me in my mojo
I know everybody dubbin' if it's time to ride
Heart cold, life changed since my bro died
I can't get the fake love by my side
To the top, just me and my guys
Back to the heat, can't relax, now I'm back on my feet
We ain't never goin' back to the streets
Money gettin' long, niggas mad they couldn't come along
I remember they were laughin' at me (Laughin' at me)
Bad energy, trench kid, mad energy
Pray to the Lord 'cause I'm free
Numbers organic, ain't nothing I forced 'em to be
You won't be shit unfortunately (Mm-mm, mm)
(Blind)
