Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Punch Lines, artist - Nines. Album song From Church Rd. to Hollywood, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Punch Lines |
| I can’t get a loan cause' Omar and Kilo’s in pen |
| Made me realise I don’t need loads of friends |
| All these bandwagon niggas holla’in the savor |
| Got my own problems, everybody wants a favour |
| These niggas ain’t ever there when I’m stressed |
| See I’m bout' to blow wanna share my success |
| They gave my nigga 27 years in this cold world |
| I’m staring at his son hoping his appeal goes well |
| I don’t wanna catch a case, still roll out with the straps on base |
| It’s no joke if I grab my waist |
| I grind in the kitchen, I put in overtime |
| No television or religion to control my mind |
| Little girls acting like they’re grown women |
| I turn suttin' to nuttin' with no bring-in |
| Patiently waiting to blow |
| Should be spending time with my yout instead of chasing this doe |
| I tell you how my little niggas ride out |
| Or how I made a killing in a Thai drought |
| My nigga was in country, just came home today |
| Change clothes now he’s back on the motorway |
| I spit bars but I don’t care about the mainstream |
| Cause' every nigga’s got the same dream |
| Jamming with a diva, or banging out on amnesia |
| Or in the trap with my niggas gambling on Fifa |
| (Uh) Couple keys when I’m buying weed |
| Lasted them a week it’s a dying breed |
| Now I got my new chick mad at me |
| Cause' I told her I need space like the galaxy |
| I fly birds, them niggas just rhyme words |
| Next niggas can’t supply herbs on my turfs |
| (Uh) Invisible prison walls I feel trapped |
| I don’t know about them niggas this is real rap |
| Had to drop a video cause' time’s running out |
| Hope my guy comes through I can’t survive another drought |
| 2010 I was making a killing |
| All these gold-digging bitches and snakes in my vision |
| But fuck that, cause' I’ll soon be in the limelight |
| Take a quick vacation, get my mind right |
| I spit the truth in the booth, unsigned hype |
| Me and my niggas gonna blow when the time’s right |
| Blow when the time’s right, blow when the time’s right |
| Me and my niggas gonna blow when the times right |
| Blow when the time’s right, blow when the time’s right |
| Me and my niggas gonna blow when the times right |