No Tellin' (Explicit) - Blac Youngsta

Lyrics by：Sammie Benson/Christian Morris

Composed by：Sammie Benson/Christian Morris

I got war wounds on my arms

Yeah

I got footprints on my lungs

Yeah

Know them n***as tryna come and kill me

If I die I'ma die a don

Yeah

I got two seats in the Lam'

I got four seats in the Don

I can only fit six people

Ain't no tellin' bro where we goin'

No tellin' yeah

If I go to jail I'ma kill my celly yeah

I'ma get thug life tatted on my belly yeah

Every time we take out an opp we drop confetti yeah

No tellin' yeah

Grandma stressed out 'cause the bills due

When you goin' through it they don't feel you

Put you in interrogation drill you

When you comin' up they wanna kill you

Got a lot of home boys dead and gone

I'm the realest n***a they done lived through

Feds f**k them I was talkin' on the phone

They was tryna investigate the real you

I can't lie when I first came in

I was tryna buy some work for the ten

Then I went from a Honda to a Benz

Money it'll turn your foes to your friends

I got thirty-two choppers in my van

I know God won't forgive me for my sin

I'll go to war with them n***as again

I'll put a hollow tip in your chin

I got war wounds on my arms

Yeah

I got footprints on my lungs

Yeah

Know them n***as tryna come and kill me

If I die I'ma die a don

Yeah

I got two seats in the Lam'

I got four seats in the Don

I can only fit six people

Ain't no tellin' bro where we goin'

No tellin' yeah

If I go to jail I'ma kill my celly yeah

I'ma get thug life tatted on my belly yeah

Every time we take out an opp we drop confetti yeah

No tellin' yeah

Truth be told since a n***a got rich

Everybody they done changed on me

Yeah

Truth be told since a n***a f**ked your b***h

It ain't really been the same homie

Yeah

Truth be told when you go and hit a mission

You ain't gotta take the gang homie

No

Truth be told everybody that you takin' with you probably might sing on you

Be careful who you send a hit through

Be careful who you send your b***h to

Be careful who you put your life on the line

For 'cause they won't miss you

The same b***h you got money with

The same b***h that'll diss you

When you broke as f**k they'll tear you down

When you come up they'll assist you

I got war wounds on my arms

Yeah

I got footprints on my lungs

Yeah

Know them n***as tryna come and kill me

If I die I'ma die a don

Yeah

I got two seats in the Lam'

I got four seats in the Don

I can only fit six people

Ain't no tellin' bro where we goin'

No tellin' yeah

If I go to jail I'ma kill my celly yeah

I'ma get thug life tatted on my belly yeah

Every time we take out an opp we drop confetti yeah

No tellin' yeah