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No ILLusion Video (MV)




Performed By: YungTitanSupreme
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Jawaan Wright
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YungTitanSupreme - No ILLusion Lyrics




I feel like Westside Gunn gotta be my own machine Can't put my trust in nobody to do the work
For me Gotta work my magic to put me where I'm supposed
To be Swimming pools model chicks look like Halle Berry
Or Halle Bailey get on your knees I ain't God but praise me

When I was down on my luck these bitches used to play me
Now ah days they see me and wanna celebrate me
They wanna know how I did it wanna get down with it
I got the Chevy on 26's in Houston flippin main thang is don't panic bitch you can

Be my mistress my side piece is a dime piece and the head
Is vicious when I look in her eyes she gives me vibes
That's vintage Horse and carriage keep it playa gon
Have to share me I stand on business can't grant no wishes

I ain't no fairy Country grammar talk with a slur like my
Name was Nelly I hit that heisman stiff arm ah bitch like
I'm Derrick Henry Eastside the vibe I'm feeling lovely cup
Full of Remy I'm on that Henny I'm bouncing turning

Shades made by Fendi I cannot miss heavy hitter I got the hits
Abandoned ship cause you puppeteers can't f*ck with this
Fully auto commit to spray when I hit my target
I be ah poet I set the climate like Frankie Lyman

I keep it quiet just like the love that they show in private
I be the pilot can't fly with me passengers the flyest bitch
Yeah I ain't gon' lie man Carro you did one with this one man
Like this beat really got me going back in time

Reminiscing to a time you know like early 2000
When I was just just living just wild and free
Just doing whatever Eastside nigga used to ball at the YMCA
Used to have hoop dreams to run the court like Tim Hardaway

Paraphernalia I hid the weed at my momma place
Young and dumb trying to find a way and stay out the way
Around the corner I'll meet ya boy I'ma pull up on ya
Hyundai Elantra two 12s that made my trunk rumble

What you need cause I'm serving CDs and marijuana
Hanging with gangstas some niggas that's really down to spank ya
Popping pills three at a time and my momma she hate it
I'm 16 sneaking girls in and I'm fornicating

My little brother like what the f*ck man this nigga wild
High as a kite I was taking flight rolling off the walls
Easy to say that Yung Titan he was a wild child
Misunderstood miseducated but still I made it

Ain't no faking stay grinding cause we headed for greatness
Ain't no faking stay grinding cause we headed for greatness
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English

I feel like Westside Gunn gotta be my own machine Can't put my trust in nobody to do the work
For me Gotta work my magic to put me where I'm supposed
To be Swimming pools model chicks look like Halle Berry
Or Halle Bailey get on your knees I ain't God but praise me

When I was down on my luck these bitches used to play me
Now ah days they see me and wanna celebrate me
They wanna know how I did it wanna get down with it
I got the Chevy on 26's in Houston flippin main thang is don't panic bitch you can

Be my mistress my side piece is a dime piece and the head
Is vicious when I look in her eyes she gives me vibes
That's vintage Horse and carriage keep it playa gon
Have to share me I stand on business can't grant no wishes

I ain't no fairy Country grammar talk with a slur like my
Name was Nelly I hit that heisman stiff arm ah bitch like
I'm Derrick Henry Eastside the vibe I'm feeling lovely cup
Full of Remy I'm on that Henny I'm bouncing turning

Shades made by Fendi I cannot miss heavy hitter I got the hits
Abandoned ship cause you puppeteers can't f*ck with this
Fully auto commit to spray when I hit my target
I be ah poet I set the climate like Frankie Lyman

I keep it quiet just like the love that they show in private
I be the pilot can't fly with me passengers the flyest bitch
Yeah I ain't gon' lie man Carro you did one with this one man
Like this beat really got me going back in time

Reminiscing to a time you know like early 2000
When I was just just living just wild and free
Just doing whatever Eastside nigga used to ball at the YMCA
Used to have hoop dreams to run the court like Tim Hardaway

Paraphernalia I hid the weed at my momma place
Young and dumb trying to find a way and stay out the way
Around the corner I'll meet ya boy I'ma pull up on ya
Hyundai Elantra two 12s that made my trunk rumble

What you need cause I'm serving CDs and marijuana
Hanging with gangstas some niggas that's really down to spank ya
Popping pills three at a time and my momma she hate it
I'm 16 sneaking girls in and I'm fornicating

My little brother like what the f*ck man this nigga wild
High as a kite I was taking flight rolling off the walls
Easy to say that Yung Titan he was a wild child
Misunderstood miseducated but still I made it

Ain't no faking stay grinding cause we headed for greatness
Ain't no faking stay grinding cause we headed for greatness
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Writer: Jawaan Wright
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