No Features (feat. Kodak Black)

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All that rap is like
 Real life music man
 Day to day shit man, we don't make party music
 I don't ride, work I beat it (yhah)
 Baby mama called me a cheater (cheater)
 Everything I do illegal (ya)
 Used to ride in the old Regal (skrrt)
 Now I'm pulling up two seater (skrrt)
 Back hands, front hands, front hands, back hands
 I gotta feed my people (count up)
 Take your bitch home I eat her (yeah)
 And I ain't worried about you either (no)
 I don't really need no features (nope)
 'Cause I really live what I rep (street)
 And, I don't really no features (street)
 'Cause half of these rappers be cap (cap)
 Realest zone in Atlanta, Zone 6 where it's at
 Back hands, front hands, front hands, back hands
 Whatchu gonna do when the folks start running?
 I don't wanna rap, if it ain't bout money
 Zone 6 niggas don't play 'bout money
 Fell asleep cooking dope, burnt a half a brick up
 Fuck her for an hour, you can come pick your bitch up
 Put mil' in the shower, gotta wash the residue off
 You don't wanna piss me off, I'll knock your whole crew off
 Baby mama calling me a cheater (cheater)
 I already know she a cheater (cheater)
 I told her like this, "We equal, but you got broke nigga fever"
 I got rich nigga problems
 And I gotta feed my people
 I know that you got your connect
 But all my work a little cheaper (real cheap)
 Bought a truck load, all 65 back hands
 Direct deposit, I don't ever see the front ends
 Probably get a bonus every time he fly in
 All I do is work, I'm a real black Mexican
 Lost a hundred racks with Brady, I'ma bet again
 Twenty-six a brick, you can them to let me in
 Damn, watch out for these niggas half of em' 12
 I don't really need no features (no)
 I don't ride, work I beat it (yeah)
 Baby mama called me a cheater (cheater)
 Everything I do illegal (ya)
 Used to ride in the old Regal (skrrt)
 Now I'm pulling up two seater (skrrt)
 Back hands, front hands, front hands, back hands
 I gotta feed my people (count up)
 Take your bitch home I eat her (yeah)
 And I ain't worried about you either (no)
 I don't really need no features (nope)
 'Cause I really live what I rep (street)
 And, I don't really no features (street)
 'Cause half of these rappers be cap (cap)
 Realest zone in Atlanta, Zone 6 where it's at
 I don't need no bitch I got racks
 I'm a Zo so I don't say slatt
 Everything I rap is facts
 You can get wacked with facts
 Canali on my back, Panama hat, to match
 I don't need no friends, I'm rich
 Sipping on lean I'm sick
 I'ma drink all like a sip
 water on my neck come dip (Baby girl)
 Tryna get lit, get killed, fuck with me get flipped
 All of this drip no slip
 All of these goddamn games, I don't fuck with niggas they lame
 Niggas ain't from my section, niggas ain't out here stepping
 I be outside with the weapon
 I don't really need no features (no)
 I don't ride, work I beat it (yeah)
 Baby mama called me a cheater (cheater)
 Everything I do illegal (ya)
 Used to ride in the old Regal (skrrt)
 Now I'm pulling up two seater (skrrt)
 Back hands, front hands, front hands, back hands
 I gotta feed my people (count up)
 Take your bitch home I eat her (yeah)
 And I ain't worried about you either (no)
 I don't really need no features (nope)
 'Cause I really live what I rep (street)
 And, I don't really no features (street)
 'Cause half of these rappers be cap (cap)
 Realest zone in Atlanta, Zone 6 where it's at
 
 All that rap is like
 Real life music man
 Day to day shit man, we don't make party music
 I don't ride, work I beat it (yhah)
 Baby mama called me a cheater (cheater)
 Everything I do illegal (ya)
 Used to ride in the old Regal (skrrt)
 Now I'm pulling up two seater (skrrt)
 Back hands, front hands, front hands, back hands
 I gotta feed my people (count up)
 Take your bitch home I eat her (yeah)
 And I ain't worried about you either (no)
 I don't really need no features (nope)
 'Cause I really live what I rep (street)
 And, I don't really no features (street)
 'Cause half of these rappers be cap (cap)
 Realest zone in Atlanta, Zone 6 where it's at
 Back hands, front hands, front hands, back hands
 Whatchu gonna do when the folks start running?
 I don't wanna rap, if it ain't bout money
 Zone 6 niggas don't play 'bout money
 Fell asleep cooking dope, burnt a half a brick up
 Fuck her for an hour, you can come pick your bitch up
 Put mil' in the shower, gotta wash the residue off
 You don't wanna piss me off, I'll knock your whole crew off
 Baby mama calling me a cheater (cheater)
 I already know she a cheater (cheater)
 I told her like this, "We equal, but you got broke nigga fever"
 I got rich nigga problems
 And I gotta feed my people
 I know that you got your connect
 But all my work a little cheaper (real cheap)
 Bought a truck load, all 65 back hands
 Direct deposit, I don't ever see the front ends
 Probably get a bonus every time he fly in
 All I do is work, I'm a real black Mexican
 Lost a hundred racks with Brady, I'ma bet again
 Twenty-six a brick, you can them to let me in
 Damn, watch out for these niggas half of em' 12
 I don't really need no features (no)
 I don't ride, work I beat it (yeah)
 Baby mama called me a cheater (cheater)
 Everything I do illegal (ya)
 Used to ride in the old Regal (skrrt)
 Now I'm pulling up two seater (skrrt)
 Back hands, front hands, front hands, back hands
 I gotta feed my people (count up)
 Take your bitch home I eat her (yeah)
 And I ain't worried about you either (no)
 I don't really need no features (nope)
 'Cause I really live what I rep (street)
 And, I don't really no features (street)
 'Cause half of these rappers be cap (cap)
 Realest zone in Atlanta, Zone 6 where it's at
 I don't need no bitch I got racks
 I'm a Zo so I don't say slatt
 Everything I rap is facts
 You can get wacked with facts
 Canali on my back, Panama hat, to match
 I don't need no friends, I'm rich
 Sipping on lean I'm sick
 I'ma drink all like a sip
 water on my neck come dip (Baby girl)
 Tryna get lit, get killed, fuck with me get flipped
 All of this drip no slip
 All of these goddamn games, I don't fuck with niggas they lame
 Niggas ain't from my section, niggas ain't out here stepping
 I be outside with the weapon
 I don't really need no features (no)
 I don't ride, work I beat it (yeah)
 Baby mama called me a cheater (cheater)
 Everything I do illegal (ya)
 Used to ride in the old Regal (skrrt)
 Now I'm pulling up two seater (skrrt)
 Back hands, front hands, front hands, back hands
 I gotta feed my people (count up)
 Take your bitch home I eat her (yeah)
 And I ain't worried about you either (no)
 I don't really need no features (nope)
 'Cause I really live what I rep (street)
 And, I don't really no features (street)
 'Cause half of these rappers be cap (cap)
 Realest zone in Atlanta, Zone 6 where it's at
 

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Duration
03:28
Tempo
120 BPM

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