$trazz.6 - Had Nun Lyrics

I never had none
But this paper and pen
I told you
I get to the money
Said Stack that shit up
That's them dividends
Bring that shit up
From the flo
If I pop
I told u I came
From the den
Niggahs be saying they feel
But honestly
I think that they just pretend

I never had none
But people still trying me
Like I am not
On my shit

People be talking to me
Like they can tell ima quit

But I am legit
And I am not
Running from shit

I guess he think
That I am not gone blow
Cuz I don't have
Ice on my wrist

I guess he think
He from otr
Cuz he run around
Wit a Sixx

But let me ask you something
When shit pop off
Are you running
If it's time To slide back
Will you run it
Cuz I am not
Sparing these dummies

If you thank
Shit is sweet
Come and try
To take some from me

Ain't taking no fronts
I'm paying the fee
So when I flip it
I'm thumbin'

I'm not yo average youngin
Keep it a hunnid
No frontin'
I'm grinding hard
For lil London
I'm working hard
For the money
Gotta keep my eyes on somethin'

Just gotta up the stash
Young niggah get to the bag
By any means
Flip that cash

I remember I ain't have shit
Not a dime
Nor bitch
Not designer on the fit

But I'll still pop off
Like I'm the shit
No flex Dawg
Pause I'm legit
Let's crank it up
Time to make a hit

You was hating back then
What you think about of this
Boy you all cap
Like you working for lids
No time for a hoe
But she still insist
To swallow my kids

But where was them hoes
When I was on the bench
Superstar
But I was still in the trench
Big dawg
Never fold never flinch
Tried to steal joy
Bitch you ain't the grinch

Now I'm so scared
That I'm like this forever
Heavyweight
You niggahs light like a feather
Don't f*ck wit these niggahs
They change like the weather
Can't f*ck with these bitches
They change like the seasons

No trust
I got my reasons
Catch a body
Not guilty I'm pleading

If a nigga Touch my moma
His ass dead
F*ck wit my daughter
I'm feeding you led

For the fam
Boy I'll take off yo head
I remember them days
We ain't have bed
We was so hurt
And so misled

School In the morning
I was sleep on the couch
So if a nigga pop off
Gone get popped
In his mouth
Family of 5
At cuz house

So I gotta blow
Going all out

Put up them chips
Bitch I'm all in
Thought I told ya
I came from the den
Now I'm a soldier
I Can't pretend
World on my shoulders
And I'm getting it in

Rocking alone
No time for no friends
I'm in my zone
Dodging all these sins
Word to my God
Never fold never bend

I never had none
But this paper and pen
I told you
I get to the money
Said Stack that shit up
That's them dividends
Bring that shit up
From the flo
If I pop
I told you I came
From the den
People be saying they feel
But honestly
I think that they just pretend

I never had none
But this paper and pen
I told you
I get to the money
Said Stack that shit up
That's them dividends
Bring that shit up
From the flo
If I pop
I told u I came
From the den
People be saying they feel
But honestly
I think that they just pretend

I never had none
But people still trying me
Like I am not
On my shit

People be talking to me
Like they can tell ima quit

But I am legit
And I am not
Running from shit

I guess he think
That I am not gone blow
Cuz I don't have
Ice on my wrist