Aint No Way Lyrics

Trap all stupid, Trap all stupid, Yeah yeah

There's no way to slow me down, oh

They gon' have to take me out, oh

I'm way too paid like Jay-Z now, oh

And my bitch bad, she make me proud, oh

I woke up with nothin' before

Can't let it happen again, no

I came from nothin', lil' bro

So now that I got it we spend, yeah

We was the ones by the store

Lil' niggas with nothin' to give, yeah

My foot on they throat

You should be beggin' me to lift

Right at the lick, post at the rip

R.I.P. to the road

Can't see how they switch, but fuck it, it's lit

We gon' play it how it go

Bitch say I ain't shit, and she doin' her

Ain't no loyalty no more

But fuck it I'm me, just keepin' it G

I done seen it all before

If it ain't money, I ain't concerned

When will these bitches, ever learned

I'm at they head, I'm on they ass

Now tell these niggas wait they turn

What's mine is mines, with yours is mine

Now we ain't takin' turns

I just rent the coupe to go hit the highway

To burn, baby, burn

Smokin' the fattest J with the window down

Hear the tires when I turn

I might just beep the horn at your bitch

Cause I know that she was starring

I got the whole game locked

I can open doors, just tell me where you goin

When I hear the bass knock, it's showtime

Get to ballin' like Irvin

I been on my grind for a long time now

It just finally started showin

I got the shit mapped out in my book bag

But I ain't a kin of Dora

I hang with the Tides and know some Diego's,

That can forecast a storm

I'ma do this shit my way, and only my way

Give' no fucks about what you doin

I hold the gun sideways with my eye open

I can hit a baby bird

I be with the OGs, yeah, they know me

For the shit that I be doin

I'm totally different

The money, I lift it like Simba

Got it, in every dilemma

Just like my pistol

Shorty, give neck till I timber

Shit, so good had to remember

Bitch, I'm the man front and center,

Tell your lil' nigga get with us

Throat shots, this ain't a hiccup

G 4 G, we be them niggas

I'm really a Yoda, lil' nigga

I got the force and charisma

I make a call to get rid of you

Baby, I be with the criminals

Real shots, fuckin' subliminal

Pillow talk, we killin' bitches too

911, can't even get to you

Ain't no way to slow me down, oh

They gon' have to take me out, oh

I'm way too paid like Jay-Z now, oh

And my bitch bad, she make me proud, oh

I woke up with nothin' before

Can't let it happen again, no

I came from nothin', lil' bro

So now that I got it, we spendin', yeah

We was the ones by the store

Lil' niggas with nothin' to give, yeah

And my foot on they throat

You should be beggin' me to live

You should be beggin' me to live

You should be beggin' me to live