No More - Lil Poppa, Mozzy

I just put three-five in the Backwood, this shit smoking

I ain’t gon' lie, it got a nigga chokin'

I’m on all these drugs, got me movin' in slow motion

Don’t think a nigga slippin', bitch, you trippin', I be focused

I came from the block, it was a lot of pistol totin'

I came from the house, you hit the lights, you see the roaches

Whole hood told me I was gon' be that golden, chosen

I came from the bottom, bitch, stop actin' like you know me

You talkin' like you 'bout it, pussy nigga gotta show me

Shawty creepin' like a mamba but he shootin' like he Kobe

Doug say he just booked a show, I told him put it on the Rollie

Quaylo just say he straight, told my nigga that’s for surely

I’m living lavish, baby, I never had it, baby

Turned to an addict, baby, now I’m a savage

Pockets got cabbage, baby, I gotta have it, baby

Used to be tragic, we was shootin' in traffic

'Member when the sun ain’t shine over here

I swear now I don’t see the rain no more

I don’t see the rain no more

I don’t feel the same pain no more

Yeah, heartbroken, all the killers I lost

We giggle 'bout 'em when them niggas get off

Look how my driller got off

Tear up the mall, we don’t care what it cost

Bitch, I used to get my drip out of Ross, it was embarassing

Granny used to take us to school, that’s how they caravan

Hated being broke, I’m selling boxes of Airheads

That’s first grade, fourth and fifth grade, seen it kick in

That’s when shit changed, by the sixth grade, dope game, stuck on cocaine

Pigs know me by my whole name, this is folk’s game

Mama know I gotta run away to serve 'em dope chains

You don’t know no pain 'til your brother 'nem get smoked, man

AndI got whatever, bring my lil' niggas home, man

You know how we operate, obligated he gon' gang

You know how we operate, obligated from close range

Rappin' ass niggas ain’t active, they goin' both ways

Wide bodied bulletproof truck takin' up both lanes

I’m living lavish, baby, I never had it, baby

Turned to an addict, baby, now I’m a savage

Pockets got cabbage, baby, I gotta have it, baby

Used to be tragic, we was shootin' in traffic

'Member when the sun ain’t shine over here

I swear now I don’t see the rain no more

I don’t see the rain no more

I don’t feel the same pain no more