No Hook
Studio Mitesh/Lil Mamba
GENRE
(Artest looking, gives it to Bryant, Bryant dribbles, has to put it up at the buzzer, banks it in, ho-ho, he banks in the three)
No hook, whoa look, y’all don’t know what I’m gon cook
So shook, forsook, gave it up for a no look
Like I’m 2pac you better picture me rolling
I’m making a statement as you sit there reloading
A page from a book, I’ll read your face like a notion
I can’t even think straight, shout out to Derozan
Surrounding commotion, it’s making me focus
I’m losing my mind and you can’t act like you notice
Like where am I goin, my life is atrocious
And every single bar make my lungs become frozen
I know that when I’m winning y’all gon always see my smile
But let’s not think about that causе I’m still barely a child
I ain’t yet found my style and I’m still likе a free trial
But what really goes on inside is a war zone where it’s wild (like the)
Overthinking that had put me onto a hiatus
But now I’m kinda worried thinking I am getting famous
Spit a ton of bars, can’t win the game if you ain’t playin
And I’m still gonna drop no matter what to all the haters
You heard it (skrt), I’m telling you nothin else for certain
Just know that with the money I still cap because I’m nervous (what)
Getting NBA checks, check out my total earnings
You can’t beat me out cause I nearly did it perfect
There’s no one on a mission to come into my position
Like I’m chillin, I envision that my millions help my feelings
That’s the difference that you missing from me and my competition
But that really ain’t yo business, just wait and then you listen
You wanna fight me, and I might be the best thing that you might see
I’m like spike lee on the nightly
I make movies and I got Nikes
In my white tee, I hold tightly
Fore you come up and excite me
And just slightly, I start writing
Bars in a flash like I’m lightning
We on the come up now, this the buzzer beater finish ladies and gentlemen
Let’s finna pop off
Fifty shots, milly rock, but I wanna know, will he watch?
On a city block, like i'm really not that guy that does silly talk
Overlooking me like I’m camo in the jungle trees (yeah)
But maybe pride the devil, and I’ll need someone to humble me (yeah)
I feel like I’m on top, but I know I’m only stumbling (yeah)
Yet i'm really good, underrated what they done to me (okay)
I know I made it far cause I got the haters fussing
People in my past might act like they already done it
But I know that they cappin, they just want the money
Drop my tape and the loyal ones gon run it (up)
If you want beef with me, know that I ain’t getting physical
I want to get some money cause I’m broke, it’s kinda typical (broke boy)
Them bands is stacking high, yeah I want it to be visible
So while I’m really rich, I can count my racks in intervals (count it up)
But I won’t get clout, not that I want it, it’s a miracle
Just go ahead and leave, unless you really think I’m lyrical
Cause I ain’t got a chance to make it through cause it is difficult
And I don’t want the ridicule so winning is habitual (dubs)
I take it for myself cause you know I’m kinda selfish
But when I’m at the top you know sharing caring lesson
I’m giving you my time and my energy embedded
But all my hard work wasted cause I ain’t know i was helpless
In every single chance, I’m gon play because I’m reckless
You always wanna know what I’m doin I ain’t tellin
Surprised about my bars cause I knew you wouldn’t guess it
I’m on the greatest path, to the hall of fame I’m headed
I gotta tell myself that it’s time to slow down
Sometimes I don’t realize that I’m playing out of bounds
I’m forcing substitutions for my chance that came around
And when I end it all, never forget the mamba out (mamba out)
No hook, whoa look, y’all don’t know what I’m gon cook
So shook, forsook, gave it up for a no look
Like I’m 2pac you better picture me rolling
I’m making a statement as you sit there reloading
A page from a book, I’ll read your face like a notion
I can’t even think straight, shout out to Derozan
Surrounding commotion, it’s making me focus
I’m losing my mind and you can’t act like you notice
Like where am I goin, my life is atrocious
And every single bar make my lungs become frozen
I know that when I’m winning y’all gon always see my smile
But let’s not think about that causе I’m still barely a child
I ain’t yet found my style and I’m still likе a free trial
But what really goes on inside is a war zone where it’s wild (like the)
Overthinking that had put me onto a hiatus
But now I’m kinda worried thinking I am getting famous
Spit a ton of bars, can’t win the game if you ain’t playin
And I’m still gonna drop no matter what to all the haters
You heard it (skrt), I’m telling you nothin else for certain
Just know that with the money I still cap because I’m nervous (what)
Getting NBA checks, check out my total earnings
You can’t beat me out cause I nearly did it perfect
There’s no one on a mission to come into my position
Like I’m chillin, I envision that my millions help my feelings
That’s the difference that you missing from me and my competition
But that really ain’t yo business, just wait and then you listen
You wanna fight me, and I might be the best thing that you might see
I’m like spike lee on the nightly
I make movies and I got Nikes
In my white tee, I hold tightly
Fore you come up and excite me
And just slightly, I start writing
Bars in a flash like I’m lightning
We on the come up now, this the buzzer beater finish ladies and gentlemen
Let’s finna pop off
Fifty shots, milly rock, but I wanna know, will he watch?
On a city block, like i'm really not that guy that does silly talk
Overlooking me like I’m camo in the jungle trees (yeah)
But maybe pride the devil, and I’ll need someone to humble me (yeah)
I feel like I’m on top, but I know I’m only stumbling (yeah)
Yet i'm really good, underrated what they done to me (okay)
I know I made it far cause I got the haters fussing
People in my past might act like they already done it
But I know that they cappin, they just want the money
Drop my tape and the loyal ones gon run it (up)
If you want beef with me, know that I ain’t getting physical
I want to get some money cause I’m broke, it’s kinda typical (broke boy)
Them bands is stacking high, yeah I want it to be visible
So while I’m really rich, I can count my racks in intervals (count it up)
But I won’t get clout, not that I want it, it’s a miracle
Just go ahead and leave, unless you really think I’m lyrical
Cause I ain’t got a chance to make it through cause it is difficult
And I don’t want the ridicule so winning is habitual (dubs)
I take it for myself cause you know I’m kinda selfish
But when I’m at the top you know sharing caring lesson
I’m giving you my time and my energy embedded
But all my hard work wasted cause I ain’t know i was helpless
In every single chance, I’m gon play because I’m reckless
You always wanna know what I’m doin I ain’t tellin
Surprised about my bars cause I knew you wouldn’t guess it
I’m on the greatest path, to the hall of fame I’m headed
I gotta tell myself that it’s time to slow down
Sometimes I don’t realize that I’m playing out of bounds
I’m forcing substitutions for my chance that came around
And when I end it all, never forget the mamba out (mamba out)
Related songs
No comments:
Post a Comment