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no help - abn lyrics

[verse 1: z-ro]
don’t come around my way, cause i don’t need a
‘nother fair weather friend, with a trick up his sleeve
acting like you really my n-gga, but he after my cheese
y’all n-ggas get me congested, move around and let me breathe
i remember when you n-ggas, ain’t want me to hit the weed
now that i’m rapping, you see me and tell me to hit the weed
thinking you can get a vip p-ss, and get in free
but joseph mcvey, is enough company for me
wanna kick it with me, cause i kick it with the high cl-ss
y’all didn’t wanna kick it, when i was down on my -ss
in my cordoroy britches, y’all was in louis vuitton
laughing and pointing at a n-gga, trying to ruin my fun
for using the millennium, or money by the ton
you n-ggas ain’t help me get it, i did it with no one
f-ck showing love back, i ain’t showing none (y’all n-ggas don’t have to)
come to none of my shows, or buy none of my tapes
cause with or without your support, i’mma still be straight
the less n-ggas around me, the better i can concentrate
when i can’t think straight, i open up a chest plate
it could be ya death date, get beside yourself
we ain’t cool, i think you better rewind yourself
before a cemetery, be where you can find yourself
so beat your feet, and let the do’ close behind yourself
i don’t need no friend, i don’t need no broad
only thing i need, is the help of the good lord
trying to kick it, but motherf-ckers sing to hard
cause i’mma be keeping it real, they gon be keeping it fraud
a hundred and fifty-two percent, are real with me
so instead of keeping my n-ggas, get the steel with me
i can do bad one deep, so i chill with heat (f-ck y’all n-ggas)

[hook: z-ro]
i don’t need no help my n-gga, i can do bad on my own
and i don’t need no company lil’ mama, stop ringing my cellular phone
when i be down and out, n0body wanna come and kick it
i’m a n0body, until i can shine
so when my money is long, i don’t need n0body to visit
leave me lonely, like you did last time

[verse 2: trae]
i’m a -ssh0l-, and i ain’t trying to be rude
but i don’t really give a d-mn, about none of y’all
you use to hate a n-gga tough, from way back in the day
first off, f-ck each and every one of y’all
i be a loner on my own, alone hang with my chrome
these motherf-ckers play, life so fraud
i peep game, to the t
cause i don’t want n0body, to catch a n-gga slipping on the boulevard
and on the other hand, just to make matters worse
i feel, they want me headed to the grave
and i ain’t ready to leave, i got my back planted against the wall
with a nine, about to misbehave
same old sh-t, with a friend or a foe
pack your sh-t, and get the f-ck out the do’
ain’t no way, you hoes finna be a part of my life
a.b.n, is all that i know
you can try what you wanna, but i ain’t gon fail
look at me now, and all the sh-t that i sell
i’mma beat a n-gga trunk off, coast to coast
and everybody who doubt that, can go to h-ll
sometimes i’m right, sometimes i’m wrong
and i don’t give a f-ck, cause i’m in my zone
all that hate you got, it only make a n-gga strong
so i like how it feel, when i’m left all alone

[hook: z-ro]

[verse 3: trae]
you must of thought i forgot, when i was stuck on the block
and i was broke, everybody laughed a lot
and now the tables have turned, you n-ggas fraud
and you know see trae, with his foot up on the gas a lot
cause i don’t trust you n-ggas
give me fifty feet, ‘fore i rush you n-ggas
move it around, cause i don’t f-ck with you n-ggas
to tell the truth, i’m allergic to you n-ggas
-ssh0l- for life, until a n-gga fly
n-gga don’t stop, better go on p-ss by
and hoes, don’t call my cellular phone
the only thing, that y’all know how to do is lie

[verse 4: z-ro]
why y’all n-ggas wanna rob wanna steal, that ain’t real
how the f-ck i’mma kick it with you, you ain’t gon get me k!lled
i done seen a lot of blood, on the battlefield
even though i’m tired, i be climbing up the ladder still
ain’t n0body words gon hurt me, even if they dessert me
i’mma still be grubbing, and drink a drink when i’m thirsty
just to be in my position, motherf-ckers ain’t worthy
so they feminine conversations, don’t even disturb me
i’m a gangsta, don’t need another n-gga to grade me
if i’m in trouble, don’t need n0body to save me
steady losing composure, like my kon folk trae be
i’mma handle my bidness, ain’t no buts, ifs or maybes

[hook – 2x]

- abn lyrics

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