Lirik Lagu No Help - Trae
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(feat. Z-Ro)
[Z-Ro:]Don't come around my way, cause I don't need a'Nother fat weather friend, with a trick up his sleeveActing like you really my nigga, but he after my cheeseY'all niggaz get me congested, move around and let me breatheI remember when you niggaz, ain't want me to hit the weedNow that I'm rapping, you see me and tell me to hit the weedThinking you can get a VIP pass, and get in freeBut Joseph McVey, is enough company for meWanna kick it with me, cause I kick it with the high classY'all didn't wanna kick it, when I was down on my assIn my cordoroy britches, y'all was in Louis VatoneLaughing and pointing at a nigga, trying to ruin my funFor using the millennium, or money by the tonYou niggaz ain't help me get it, I did it with no oneFuck showing love back, I ain't showing none (y'all niggaz don't have to)Come to none of my shows, or buy none of my tapesCause who the hell should I support, I'ma still be straightThe less niggaz around me, the better I can concentrateWhen I came face straight, or open up my chest plateIt could be ya death date, get beside yourselfWe ain't cool, I think you better rewind yourselfBefore a cemetery, be where you can find yourselfSo beat your feet, and let the do' close behind yourselfI don't need no friend, I don't need no broadOnly thing I need, is the help of the good LordTrying to kick it, but motherfuckers sing to hardCause I'ma be keeping it real, they gon be keeping it fraudA hundred and fifty-two percent, are real with meSo instead of keeping my niggaz, get the steel with meI can do bad one deep, so I chill with heat (fuck y'all niggaz)
[Hook:]I don't need no help my nigga, I can do bad on my ownAnd I don't need no company lil' mama, stop ringing my cellular phoneWhen I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick itI'm a nobody, until I can shineSo when my money is long, I don't need nobody to visitLeave me lonely, like you did last time
[Trae:]I'm a asshole, and I ain't trying to be rudeBut I don't really give a damn, about none of y'allYou use to hate a nigga tough, from way back in the dayFirst off, fuck each and every one of y'allI be a loner on my own, alone hang with my chromeThese motherfuckers play, life so fraudI peep game, to the TCause I don't want nobody, to catch a nigga slipping on the BoulevardAnd on the other hand, just to make matters worseI feel, they want me headed to the graveAnd I ain't ready to leave, I got my back planted against the wallWith a nine, about to misbehaveSame old shit, with a friend or a foePack your shit, and get the fuck out the do'Ain't no way, you hoes finna be a part of my lifeA.B.N, is all that I knowYou can try what you wanna, but I ain't gon failLook at me now, and all the shit that I sellI'ma beat a nigga trunk off, coast to coastAnd everybody who doubt that, can go to hellSometimes I'm right, sometimes I'm wrongAnd I don't give a fuck, cause I'm in my zoneAll that hate you got, it only make a nigga strongSo I like how it feel, when I'm left all alone
[Hook]
[Trae:]You must of thought I forgot, when I was stuck on the blockAnd I was broke, everybody laughed a lotAnd now the tables have turned, you niggaz fraudAnd you know see Trae, with his foot up on the gas a lotCause I don't trust you niggazGive me fifty feet, 'fore I rush you niggazMove it around, cause I don't fuck with you niggazTo tell the truth, I'm allergic to you niggazAsshole for life, until a nigga flyNigga don't stop, better go on pass byAnd hoes, don't call my cellular phoneThe only thing, that y'all know how to do is lie
[Z-Ro:]Why y'all niggaz wanna rob wanna steal, that ain't realHow the fuck I'ma kick it with you, you ain't gon get me killedI done seen a lot of blood, on the battlefieldEven though I'm tired, I be climbing up the ladder stillAin't nobody words gon hurt me, even if they dessert meI'ma still be grubbing, and drink a drink when I'm thirstyJust to be in my position, motherfuckers ain't worthySo they feminine conversations, don't even disturb meI'm a gangsta, don't need another nigga to grade meIf I'm in trouble, don't need nobody to save meSteady losing composure, like my kon folk Trae beI'ma handle my bidness, ain't nobody else made me
[Hook x2]
[Z-Ro:]Don't come around my way, cause I don't need a'Nother fat weather friend, with a trick up his sleeveActing like you really my nigga, but he after my cheeseY'all niggaz get me congested, move around and let me breatheI remember when you niggaz, ain't want me to hit the weedNow that I'm rapping, you see me and tell me to hit the weedThinking you can get a VIP pass, and get in freeBut Joseph McVey, is enough company for meWanna kick it with me, cause I kick it with the high classY'all didn't wanna kick it, when I was down on my assIn my cordoroy britches, y'all was in Louis VatoneLaughing and pointing at a nigga, trying to ruin my funFor using the millennium, or money by the tonYou niggaz ain't help me get it, I did it with no oneFuck showing love back, I ain't showing none (y'all niggaz don't have to)Come to none of my shows, or buy none of my tapesCause who the hell should I support, I'ma still be straightThe less niggaz around me, the better I can concentrateWhen I came face straight, or open up my chest plateIt could be ya death date, get beside yourselfWe ain't cool, I think you better rewind yourselfBefore a cemetery, be where you can find yourselfSo beat your feet, and let the do' close behind yourselfI don't need no friend, I don't need no broadOnly thing I need, is the help of the good LordTrying to kick it, but motherfuckers sing to hardCause I'ma be keeping it real, they gon be keeping it fraudA hundred and fifty-two percent, are real with meSo instead of keeping my niggaz, get the steel with meI can do bad one deep, so I chill with heat (fuck y'all niggaz)
[Hook:]I don't need no help my nigga, I can do bad on my ownAnd I don't need no company lil' mama, stop ringing my cellular phoneWhen I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick itI'm a nobody, until I can shineSo when my money is long, I don't need nobody to visitLeave me lonely, like you did last time
[Trae:]I'm a asshole, and I ain't trying to be rudeBut I don't really give a damn, about none of y'allYou use to hate a nigga tough, from way back in the dayFirst off, fuck each and every one of y'allI be a loner on my own, alone hang with my chromeThese motherfuckers play, life so fraudI peep game, to the TCause I don't want nobody, to catch a nigga slipping on the BoulevardAnd on the other hand, just to make matters worseI feel, they want me headed to the graveAnd I ain't ready to leave, I got my back planted against the wallWith a nine, about to misbehaveSame old shit, with a friend or a foePack your shit, and get the fuck out the do'Ain't no way, you hoes finna be a part of my lifeA.B.N, is all that I knowYou can try what you wanna, but I ain't gon failLook at me now, and all the shit that I sellI'ma beat a nigga trunk off, coast to coastAnd everybody who doubt that, can go to hellSometimes I'm right, sometimes I'm wrongAnd I don't give a fuck, cause I'm in my zoneAll that hate you got, it only make a nigga strongSo I like how it feel, when I'm left all alone
[Hook]
[Trae:]You must of thought I forgot, when I was stuck on the blockAnd I was broke, everybody laughed a lotAnd now the tables have turned, you niggaz fraudAnd you know see Trae, with his foot up on the gas a lotCause I don't trust you niggazGive me fifty feet, 'fore I rush you niggazMove it around, cause I don't fuck with you niggazTo tell the truth, I'm allergic to you niggazAsshole for life, until a nigga flyNigga don't stop, better go on pass byAnd hoes, don't call my cellular phoneThe only thing, that y'all know how to do is lie
[Z-Ro:]Why y'all niggaz wanna rob wanna steal, that ain't realHow the fuck I'ma kick it with you, you ain't gon get me killedI done seen a lot of blood, on the battlefieldEven though I'm tired, I be climbing up the ladder stillAin't nobody words gon hurt me, even if they dessert meI'ma still be grubbing, and drink a drink when I'm thirstyJust to be in my position, motherfuckers ain't worthySo they feminine conversations, don't even disturb meI'm a gangsta, don't need another nigga to grade meIf I'm in trouble, don't need nobody to save meSteady losing composure, like my kon folk Trae beI'ma handle my bidness, ain't nobody else made me
[Hook x2]
