Spodee – No Mo lyrics

[Hook]
I'm just a nigga who kick it
I'm just a nigga who know
I come from hustling chickens
I come from pimping on hoes
Too many days I was wishing
Too many days I was broke
But nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Too many days I was wishing
Too many days I was broke
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'

[Verse 1]
I used to ride on [?] bus, but now nigga? not no mo'
I be fucking on your main bitch, nah nigga not your ho (Spode)
All these niggas wanna lane switch, I'm goin' keep doing Spode (Spode)
I just pulled up in the Vanquish, I just pulled up in a Ford
Coat a mink when its cold
Real diamonds in my gold
Soon as Spodee hit the dope (what?)
Bad bitches touch they toes
Real kush in my backwoods, I'mma take this one to the north
I came in the club with a snubnose and a tech gun with a scope
I remember being a young nigga, I was selling dimes of the blow
I remember being broke, but that was a long time ago
Check it, I was posted at the store, trappin'
Wanna split? Well I'mma rip out the packet
Used to wear [?] and [?] to strap it
Now it Margiella to [?] the khakis

[Hook]
I'm just a nigga who kick it
I'm just a nigga who know
I come from hustling chickens
I come from pimping on hoes
Too many days I was wishing
Too many days I was broke
But nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Too many days I was wishing
Too many days I was broke
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'

[Verse 2]
What you know bout getting benefits, what you know bout sleeping on the floor
Fake cheese from the government, milk coming to the door
This what made a nigga hard as hell, this what made a nigga smoke
I can never here to many "yes'", cause I done heard so many "no's"
I'm bout to decorate my new spot, I'm bout to go shop at Lowe's
Put me some granite on countertops, put me some marble on floors
I'mma spend racks on the flower pot, this shit ain't for the bando (no)
I'm bout to get you some class nigga, I'm bout to get a Van Gogh
I'm rolling a spliff again, I'm popping the percocets, I had epiphany (What?)
My bitch is the baddest, I bought her some diamonds, but they not from Tiffany's
I'm dipping and dabbing, 42 ain't bout to get you a brick from me
They stealing the swag, that's how I know that the [?] living differently (Spode)

[Hook]
I'm just a nigga who kick it
I'm just a nigga who know
I come from hustling chickens
I come from pimping on hoes
Too many days I was wishing
Too many days I was broke
But nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Too many days I was wishing
Too many days I was broke
Nah nigga, not no mo'
Nah nigga, not no mo'