no ctrl - dotxfree lyrics
[produced by dotxfree]
[narration: al]
with so anger and no direction
what does a black b*st*rd do when give’s in?
and his world of innocents shatters from under him
[chorus: dotxfree]
i don’t give a f*ck no mo (n*gga what?)
yeah riding with the clique f*ck my foes (n*gga what?)
might pimp a saint!
n*gga this ain’t what you want
yeah a n*gga is a threat when he’s broke (n*gga what?)
i don’t give a f*ck no mo (n*gga what?)
yeah riding with the clique f*ck my foes (n*gga what?)
might pimp a saint!
n*gga this ain’t what you want
yeah a n*gga is a threat when he’s broke (n*gga what?)
[verse 1: dotxfree]
i don’t give a f*ck no mo
i don’t give a f*ck no mo
feels like an all time low
f*ck them folk!
keeping us nice and broke
feels like a noose might choke
they won’t help us no
17 and i know
that i got no control
that i got no control
that i got
that i got
that i got
that i got
wait!
mama shedding tears just from section eight
im in and out of jobs cuz they cutting rates
yeah you greet us with a smile then you break our faith
if i don’t get some bud i might f*cking break
with all this anger
i might give into danger
might just throw out the book
get my paper off the record
i might do it nothings working and i knew it (and i knew it!)
i’ve been drinking i’ve been smoking to get through it (to get through it!)
i got no hope flying solo so like f*ck it (so like f*ck it)
i know n*ggas that be selling and they foolish (and they foolish)
if i don’t get a new job and imma do it (imma do it)
if mama ever ask me i won’t say sh*t
d*mn i got no control
i’ve been dreaming about this music on the low
but i need that fast money cuz we broke
f*ck
f*ck it!
[chorus: dotxfree]
i don’t give a f*ck no mo (n*gga what?)
yeah riding with the clique f*ck my foes (n*gga what?)
might pimp a saint!
n*gga this ain’t what you want
yeah a n*gga is a threat when he’s broke (n*gga what?)
i don’t give a f*ck no mo (n*gga what?)
yeah riding with the clique f*ck my foes (n*gga what?)
might pimp a saint!
n*gga this ain’t what you want
yeah a n*gga is a threat when he’s broke (n*gga what?)
[verse 2: dotxfree]
dead man dead man walkin
five*o five*o stalkin
keep yo head down partner
can’t go back to lock up
but the moneys callin
i sell my pills like doctor
passing out planes you stall in
here’s a fake cloud you wanted
i got a homie said he straight up
and he rappin rappin
said i got talent i should change up n*gga
i’m trappin trappin
take note of this got no time to invest
in no raps need a check need it now nothing less
got no time for a beat sell my pills in the street
don’t want a pie need a piece
is that that pig?
f*ck you ain’t see me!
changing my lane
this a dirty ass game
need mary jane for the pain take it to the frame
do it on the side of the lane
d*mn am i going insane?
am i stuck in a cage?
f*ck that sh*t am i paid?
got no guilt in my ways
i’m a die anyways
yeah i’m a die anyways
yeah i’m a die anyways
i had no regrets
had that tattooed on my neck
reped myself not a set
shot right back at my threats
i need no f*cking pity
you end up dead if you weak
so they f*cking shot me
left me dead in the streets
yeah the homies got me left my death in a beat
yeah my homies got me left my death in a beat
fu*
[prayer: dotxfree]
god, grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change, courage to change the things i can, and wisdom to know the difference
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