No Secret - Live

[Intro]

Ridin', drinkin', smokin', rollin', sippin'

Ridin', drinkin', smokin', rollin', sippin'

Ridin', drinkin', smokin', sippin'

[Verse 1 : Deante' Hitchcock]

Back in the city, back in the city

I know I was gone for a moment

I had to go get it, I had to go get it

These niggas ain't cashing diplomas

That's no disrespect to my niggas back on home on them papers

Get it all, congratulations, you earned it

Moment of silence for y'all, you deserve it

Now back to this here

I been working like 24/7 on something uncertain

On something unclear

I get better with time, girl, I feel like I'm Julius Erving

Little over a year ago I made decisions on who the fuck I wanna see in the mirror

So pulled a Houdini on 'em, disappeared

Know once I'm back then I'm back at yo neck like a muhfuckin' herringbone

[Hook : Deante' Hitchcock]

Baby, that ain't no secret

Baby, that ain't no secret

Baby, that ain't no secret

Baby, that ain't no secret

Baby, that ain't no, that ain't no

Baby, that ain't no secret

[Verse 2 : Deante' Hitchcock]

Y'all getting buzz off the strength of a name drop, my name hot

You on fire, it's ironic only thing that people think about is who taking over after the reign stop

I make waves, you a rain drop

Don't get it twisted, I put it all on the line for the city

Jennifer Lawrence, I would die for my district

And may the odds be forever in the favor of the real niggas

Still a lot, cause most of you niggas is bitches, now cosign that

I'm paranoid, I was peeking where the blinds at

My confidence was lacking, now I got my spine back

Ain't nothing change, I always had to have my own back

The city got me wired, nigga feeling like the phone tapped

Mama told me don't bring no hoe to where your home at

And fuck Twitter, man, I can prolly make my own app

Nothing but love for Mother Earth and Father Time

But you can tell Uncle Sam I ain't never paying them loans back

We needing all that

I see you niggas waiting, tryna bite the swag, I'm slightly flattered by imitation

Thinking out the box cause I never knew my own limitations

Mama still a nurse, maybe that's the reason I been this patient

You know my situation, baby, you know the deal

Just hold it down while I'm gone so I know it's real

Cause ima bring it home even though these niggas hating

I caught they ear, now they biting, I feel like Holyfield

Dropped outta college so it ain't no other way now

Jumped off a cliff and built a plane on the way down

Niggas tired of swinging, acting monkey over bars

But they don't let shit slide on the southside playground

Everybody hate it when they don't know what to do witcha

Them niggas try to box you in like a school picture

I cut that, cut class, cut hoes, cut checks

Baby, ima fuck around and need some new scissors

I'm riding 'round with a queen like the new Jigga

Real queen and she listenin' to 'Real Sisters'

Long as shawty play her cards right then ima deal with her

If she ever need to lean on me, then I'm Bill Withers

Real scripture and you know that honey

Everybody on my dick like can you hold that for me?

I need MJ paper, yeah, that throwback money

Cause a nigga big timing like the old Cash Money, (goddamn)

I grew up a screw up, don't trust anybody that knew us

Because to have known us would mean that somehow there's a new us

And fuck it, they heard that line too much

These hoes wanna boot up, these hoes don't do nothing but boot up

Your niggas aspiring shooters

Yeah, that shit good but I'm doing better

Cause I want the best, fuck the stress and the music

My brother my future (hey)

My sister my future and trust me I know my influence

Trust me, I know my influence

Trust me, I know what I'm doing (hey)

I just been showing and proving (hey)

I just been going and moving (hey)

I just been learning from failures

So I always win even when I was losing

I'm gone