"No More" lyrics
(feat. King Yella)
Skrrt
Turn up
Turn up (Smylez on the beat, man, tell that fuck boy, "Catch up")
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
I feel like we waited a long time for this (Ooh)
I feel like we put in extra time for this (Yeah)
How the fuck they gon' say we ain't grind for this? (No)
I feel like we put in overtime for this shit (Yes, we did, turn up)
I'm just tellin' you we ain't waitin' no more (No)
'Cause we ain't got no patience no more (No more)
I hope they ready, we ain't playin' no more (No more)
We just gon' show 'em, we ain't sayin' no more (Turn up)
No, I ain't goin' for it no more (No more)
I gotta grind, do this shit for my folks (My folks)
You look broke, nigga, you on the ropes (You so bad)
I'm sellin' pounds, got the brick or the coke (Coke)
And you can get it for the high or the low (Or the low)
No goin' broke, oh, no, no, no, no (No, no)
[?] hatin' on my squad 'cause we so clouted up (Yeah)
And ridin' foreigns back-to-back on the road (Yoom)
That's why you mad, that's why you mad
I got a bag, bought another Jag' (Yoom)
I be flexin' with my flexin'-ass (Oh)
You so broke and I count all this cash
I feel like we waited a long time for this (Ooh)
I feel like we put in extra time for this (Yeah)
How the fuck they gon' say we ain't grind for this? (No)
I feel like we put in overtime for this shit (Yes, we did, turn up)
I'm just tellin' you we ain't waitin' no more (No)
'Cause we ain't got no patience no more (No more)
(FBG shit)
I hope they ready, we ain't playin' no more (No more)
(FBG, bitch)
We just gon' show 'em, we ain't sayin' no more (Turn up)
I got a dinosaur chopper, it roar (Rrr)
I know your mama told you not to play with grown men before (True)
Should've never jumped your ass off that porch
Not Michael Jackson, I don't play with lil' boys (Turn up)
I know them haters wishin' that I get killed (Goofy)
But I'm a boss, them haters can't even get near me (No, no)
Niggas say they shot my house up, I'm like, "Really?" (Goofy)
Overall, got the chopper like I'm a hillbilly (Brrt, baow)
Boss shit, do a hit out of a Bentley (Skrrt)
They say people with no hands still feel me (Oh, Lord)
They say that I hurt a lot of people feelings (So what?)
Bitch, I ain't gon' stop 'til I got a million (Money)
I feel like we waited a long time for this (Ooh)
I feel like we put in extra time for this (Yeah)
How the fuck they gon' say we ain't grind for this? (No)
I feel like we put in overtime for this shit (Yes, we did, turn up)
I'm just tellin' you we ain't waitin' no more (No)
'Cause we ain't got no patience no more (No more)
I hope they ready, we ain't playin' no more (No more)
We just gon' show 'em, we ain't sayin' no more (Turn up)
Turn up
Turn up (Smylez on the beat, man, tell that fuck boy, "Catch up")
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
I feel like we waited a long time for this (Ooh)
I feel like we put in extra time for this (Yeah)
How the fuck they gon' say we ain't grind for this? (No)
I feel like we put in overtime for this shit (Yes, we did, turn up)
I'm just tellin' you we ain't waitin' no more (No)
'Cause we ain't got no patience no more (No more)
I hope they ready, we ain't playin' no more (No more)
We just gon' show 'em, we ain't sayin' no more (Turn up)
No, I ain't goin' for it no more (No more)
I gotta grind, do this shit for my folks (My folks)
You look broke, nigga, you on the ropes (You so bad)
I'm sellin' pounds, got the brick or the coke (Coke)
And you can get it for the high or the low (Or the low)
No goin' broke, oh, no, no, no, no (No, no)
[?] hatin' on my squad 'cause we so clouted up (Yeah)
And ridin' foreigns back-to-back on the road (Yoom)
That's why you mad, that's why you mad
I got a bag, bought another Jag' (Yoom)
I be flexin' with my flexin'-ass (Oh)
You so broke and I count all this cash
I feel like we waited a long time for this (Ooh)
I feel like we put in extra time for this (Yeah)
How the fuck they gon' say we ain't grind for this? (No)
I feel like we put in overtime for this shit (Yes, we did, turn up)
I'm just tellin' you we ain't waitin' no more (No)
'Cause we ain't got no patience no more (No more)
(FBG shit)
I hope they ready, we ain't playin' no more (No more)
(FBG, bitch)
We just gon' show 'em, we ain't sayin' no more (Turn up)
I got a dinosaur chopper, it roar (Rrr)
I know your mama told you not to play with grown men before (True)
Should've never jumped your ass off that porch
Not Michael Jackson, I don't play with lil' boys (Turn up)
I know them haters wishin' that I get killed (Goofy)
But I'm a boss, them haters can't even get near me (No, no)
Niggas say they shot my house up, I'm like, "Really?" (Goofy)
Overall, got the chopper like I'm a hillbilly (Brrt, baow)
Boss shit, do a hit out of a Bentley (Skrrt)
They say people with no hands still feel me (Oh, Lord)
They say that I hurt a lot of people feelings (So what?)
Bitch, I ain't gon' stop 'til I got a million (Money)
I feel like we waited a long time for this (Ooh)
I feel like we put in extra time for this (Yeah)
How the fuck they gon' say we ain't grind for this? (No)
I feel like we put in overtime for this shit (Yes, we did, turn up)
I'm just tellin' you we ain't waitin' no more (No)
'Cause we ain't got no patience no more (No more)
I hope they ready, we ain't playin' no more (No more)
We just gon' show 'em, we ain't sayin' no more (Turn up)
