Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Promises, artist - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie. Album song The Bigger Artist, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Highbridge The Label
Song language: English
No Promises |
Wasn’t I good to you? |
Cardo got wings |
Yeah, at least I was good to you |
At least I was good to you |
At least I was good to you |
At least I was good to you |
I can’t make no fucking promises |
Lifestyle getting out of control, lifestyle getting ludicrous |
I made a milli' in less than a year and I blew that on stupid shit |
Typed it in like, «How to make a milli'» I used to google it |
Savannah just wanted to see me perform |
And got hit over stupid shit |
I woke up and saw the shit right on my phone |
They don’t know who the shooter is |
You never know, never feel untouchable |
I touched your soul, made you feel so comfortable |
If I let you go, I would feel so skeptical |
Unacceptable but I still gotta let you know |
Yeah, that I can’t make no fucking promises |
I can’t make no fucking promises, I can’t make no fucking promises |
Yeah, lifestyle on the road, sheesh |
Used to always want a Rollie, now I want a new two-tone gold Patek |
Yeah, we couldn’t go to Phillipe’s |
I had to be on that corner until it was morning |
So me and my niggas could eat |
I be the one with the sauce, I never thought it was sweet |
I got my foot in the door |
They never gave me the key, I had to turn to a ki |
Even when I was a boy |
I was the man in the streets, I was the man with the heat |
I was a beast, sheesh |
He had her heart, but she tried to give it to me |
Damn, but she can’t keep no fucking promises |
Shit, I’m coming with a lotta money, money comes with a lotta shit |
Told Mo, «Bring the studio to everywhere we go» and that’s a lotta hits |
Slo-mo in my videos, when the lights out, all my diamonds hit |
Something 'bout blue faces, I like money conversations |
Whole lotta 20's that’s basic, nigga, fuck it, I’m shameless |
Can’t fuck with a snitch nigga, if you get caught, don’t say shit |
Have you ever met another nigga like me? |
I bet you won’t say shit |
I went from rags to riches |
I bagged the bitches that gave me the straight face |
I hit the baddest bitches |
It’s sad but I had to curve 'em the same day |
I treated them bad |
I wouldn’t be mad if I was to get treated the same way |
So treat me the same way, same way, same way |
I was a savage to you |
I had to give up and put all my hoes to the side |
I swear if I ever left you in the cold |
It’s 'cause it was colder inside |
Look here, I swear if you ever try to leave me alone |
I hope you don’t turn to a thot |
Most of the niggas that call me only hit my phone |
Because I get money a lot |
I be the one with the throne |
You say you gon' take it but nigga we know that’s a lie |
Even before we was on |
The money was long and we used to fuck up the spot |
Bitches was singing my song |
I knew I was on, right when I bust down a watch |
Niggas was hating before and they hate on me now |
But don’t know what to say to me now |
I was gonna do it to her, but I don’t really wanna use her |
Keep giving excuses, when we really gonna link up? |
Even if I sound stupid, I’ma say what’s real to her |
Even if she not truthful, fuck it I’ma still be good to you |
Yeah, at least I was good to you |
At least I was good to you |
Yeah, at least I was good to you |
At least I was good to you |