This is a song about "No lofr"

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

No specific pick , no particular list.

No no no guarantees

But in the meantime it's lights please

No affiliation

Gin makes me sin

No one no where no why no how

Soul brother number two, i'm the one now

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

No monopoly type flow, no chance

The next day you is everybody target

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

No failed romances, no second glances,

And you niggas will acknowledge this

Fuck you niggas, but this ain't raw dog

No money no talk,no energy no walk