glide

[Intro]

No more, no more

No more, no more, no more

(3.5, I want it now)

No more, no more, no more

(3.5, I)

No more, no more, no more

[Verse]

3.5, I want it now, why the world so cruel to me?

Music too loud, turn it down, got the neighbors rude to me

I was in another town, out on business truthfully

Flip it over, rub it down, marinate the truth for me

(You glide respectfully around the edge)

I told 'em I'm not comin' 'round, I've been too locked in today

Man, I done lost a couple pounds, I've been in that gym today

'Fore I hop up out the 'Vette, I plot on how I'll win today

Police 'bout to hit the town, time to take a different way

The transmission leaking, went from two to four to six to eight

If I don't respond then I don't wanna hear no shit today

(You glide respectfully around the edge)

When you put in hella work, you start to never mind the hate

(Everybody in the English-speaking world knows that-)

Every day, put in work, I'm a loner (No more)

She not fuckin' with the fact I'm not a stoner (No more)

Shit, I'm smokin' out the scene, I'm gettin' older (No more)

(No more, no more, no more)

From up four to twenty-five, I'm pushin' boulders (No more)

Put in work, it ain't no time to deal with folders (No more)

Police pull me over, they can smell the odor (No more)

Now I'm doin' numbers puttin' stress up on the motor (No more, no more, no more)

Where the fuck do all of y'all keep findin' these promoters? (No more, no more, no more)

I forget the straps, the press keep fuckin' up my shoulder (No more, no more, no more)

This ain't something you can walk away, it's never over (No more, no more, no more)

Aim for the exotic, got the grabba, hit it slower (No more, no more, no more)

And I'm loc'd up, pimped up, know what I'm talkin' 'bout (No more)

Every time they speakin' out my name, you got to wash ya mouth (No more)

On the realest, really fuck the fame, I want a different house (No more)

The sad truth about this music shit is ain't no gettin' out (No more, no more, no more)

Damn, god damn (God damn)

Damn (God damn)

Why the fuck you keep on messin' up my plans?

You want beef and I'm just coolin' with my mans (With my man)

[Bridge]

(You glide respectfully around the edge)

You talkin' shit but take a look at where I stand

You are not and you will never be my mans

God damn

(You glide respectfully around the edge)

(No more)

(No more, no more, no more)

(Poppin' me a clip and get-)

(Poppin' me a clip and get-)

(Poppin' me a clip and get hip)

(You glide respectfully around the edge)

[Outro]

Two guns like Huey P

Shorty want nothin' to do with me

I don't live my life for a single nigga

So I'm not here for the scrutiny

I bust a nigga at the bus stop

Bust a nigga at the car wash

Bust a nigga at the barber shop

Bust a nigga at the studio

Pull up on a nigga, six deep, only one strap, make a cameo

Shorty fuck with my mystique, finna chop it up on the patio

Whip clean as a bitch, go too fast for no reason

Y'all was layin' up, fuckin' on the same bitch, nigga, that's treason

I don't like beef, if it ain't talkin' money then I don't need it

TRE 5 leave a bitch-ass nigga stuck up in the Aether

TRE 5 leave a bitch-ass nigga stuck up in the Aether