No Giving Up

[Intro: French Montana] See, we make it look easy, but niggas can't step in them shoes Niggas keep praying they don't lose We're all fine, every hour and hour getting high See, we make it look easy, but niggas can't step in them shoes Niggas keep praying they don't lose We're all fine, every hour and hour getting high [Verse 1: Chinx] Trunk full of pigeons, moving like its chicken day You know we keep the trap grooming like it’s Chick-fil-A You came suited for the game but you ain’t fit to play My heart's cold like the fridge in this December day Jury overlow (overlow), Shawy love me low (love me low) Well that trip a … that’s’ a double O Couple homies in the feds, couple on parole I see, like when your soldier starts to fear I’m a bubble ho Ride roller, white man bolger Came bout the gutter, nigga too hard for cobras Couldn’t fit his shoes, those too hard to cope them Coke Boys got it on lock, we control Nigga told me get down, it’s the only way you come up Shawty box mean, beat that pussy like a drummer These niggas soft, put my balls on they drumset They had a spark now they dry like a faucet [Chorus: French Montana] I'm so dawn, trapped here on this penny, with no way out See, we make it look easy, but niggas can't step in them shoes Niggas keep praying they don't lose We're all fine, every hour and hour getting high [Verse 2: Chinx] I’m talking so much money, you gotta move it on a palace No one man should have all that power Getting money every hour and hour Hunned drum and she forecast less shower I be spend game schools more nigga to holler Dummy, you’s a crash test coward Shawty had the bomb, Sadam, terrorist And I’m gonna detonate her, oh no, I won’t date her Shell hit your roof, oops, knocked out all your data Coke Boy took the off flight down the far bay It's got me on my back, money on my scenes This is the curtain call, this is where your show ends Shout out my brother Rozay, I fuck with Double M Foot up on they neck until I sign for double M’s That’s right, so youngin get your money 'til your bank good No matter what city you reppin, it’s the same hood [Chorus: French Montana] I'm so dawn, trapped here on this penny, with no way out See, we make it look easy, but niggas can't step in them shoes Niggas keep praying they don't lose We're all fine, every hour and hour getting high