​thr33 - No Handouts 2

{intro}
We ain't had heat, nigga, had to use the stove
We was just suffering, it wouldn't no where to go
Gotta get bread, get better, we never know
Since niggas can't handle it, niggas be soft
And them hard times turn a nigga to a boss
And these .556 make a nigga do the floss
Make a opp nigga flip, nigga, he get toss
Y'een gotta believe me, i see the vision
And we finna pop out of the backseat
Yo' bitch gon' run up on me like a taxi
Ni-nigga, i run to the bread like a track meet
And these niggas so pussy, they can't attack me, aye (d-d-d-dj banned)
Brbrbrbr, aye

{verse 1}
I ain't ask for shit (i ain't ask for shit)
I ain't ask for nun' (nun')
Gotta keep runnin' up, i ain't done
Ch-choppa gon' hit 'em up just for fun
Aye, yeah, 'member the struggle, me and mama down bad
Used to sleep on the floor, nigga, i was so sad
These niggas ain't knowin' my pain
These niggas ain't knowin' my struggle
I don't fuck with nobody, boy, get out my bubble
You was talking that shit, now you tryna rebuttal
Yeah, bitch, i'on wanna cuddle, i'on wanna lay up
'cause i'm in that grind, bitch, i gotta stay up
'cause i wanna stay on my own
Talk that shit, you get one in yo' dome
Ch-chinese plug, say, "nihao!"
Sa-say he gon' find me, nigga, tell me how?
Nigga, give me respect, pussy, take a bow
And these niggas don't wanna beef, ain't talking cow
Got these two fucking gun's and they go, "pow, pow"
And this grind shit is flow, you won't get it now
Damn, damn, i'm just reminiscing
I ball in the '80's just like i'm a piston
Put the draco to yo' lip, now you gon' kiss it
Baby, don't lie to me, i know it's fiction
'member my mama was close to eviction, da-damn
W-we ain't had heat, nigga, had to use the stove
We was just suffering, it wouldn't no where to go
Gotta get bread, get better, we never know
Since niggas can't handle it, niggas be soft
And them hard times turn a nigga to a boss
And these .556 make a nigga do the floss
Make a opp nigga flip, nigga, he get toss
Y'een gotta believe me, i see the vision
And we finna pop out of the backseat
Yo' bitch gon' run up on me like a taxi
Ni-nigga, i run to the bread like a track meet
And these niggas so pussy, they can't attack me, aye

{verse 2}
Bitch, i don't need her
Sm-smoke on that reef-a
Ayy, ayy
Said he gon' run up? n-not today
G-g19, that's my bae
Made that fuck boy do nae-nae
Don't like this hoe 'cause she cray-cray
You not the gang, bitch, you not in my crew
Ch-ch-choppa be kickin' shit like it's kung fu
Ay-ayy, yeah
Three bad hoes finna run a choo-choo
Ru-ru-run up on me, that's not somethin' to do
Make a opp nigga shit, made that fuck boy poo-poo
Nigga, you know i'm better, you know i'm elite (on god)
5-556 put that boy deep
He don't got no hands, you know he get beat
And this lil' hoe a dog, i give her a treat
I see the fake shit, yeah, i peep
Kn-kn-knock that boy out like muhammad ali
I do not beef, nigga, on ig
Th-th-that nigga sorry, he not pushin' p
Pussy, that's not a real gun, that's a bb
And this hoe keep on beggin', she want my d-d
Bitch, i never had help but i never frown
Nigga, i'ma keep goin', i don't need it now

{outro}
Aye, aye, aye
Brbrbrbrbr, yeah
(i-i-it's dj gren8de)
I ain't ask for shit (i ain't ask for shit)
I ain't ask for nun' (nun')
Gotta keep runnin' up, i ain't done
Ch-choppa gon' hit 'em up just for fun
Aye, yeah, 'member the struggle, me and mama down bad
Used to sleep on the floor, nigga, i was so sad
These niggas ain't knowin' my pain
These niggas ain't knowin' my struggle
I don't fuck with nobody, boy, get out my bubble
You was talking that shit, now you tryna rebuttal
Yeah, bitch, i'on wanna cuddle, i'on wanna lay up
'cause i'm in that grind, bitch, i gotta stay up
'cause i wanna stay on my own
Talk that shit, you get one in yo' dome