This is a song about "No"

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

No, no, we are not those

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

No failed romances, no second glances,

I said believe in your dreams

With no guns and no shields

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

Catch you up on places i've been

No affiliation