No Comment - Turner & Tion Wayne

Where have the strong gone? Show us your face when we call your name Why can't we be ourselves It's really fucking hard to be like someone else So if your vision is the same You will know us by name And we could meet up face to face If you think that we're playing 'Cause now we're ready to roll You motherfuckers are ghost Now everyone should raise their glass Because this is a toast to every Dumb little cunt that I'm going to roast So, cheers to you, there is no more hope! Leave blasphemy at the door I brought the gasoline to fuel your flame! And imma' let it fuckin' burn! This conversation is pointless at this point All words are fake, thus far No respect will, in turn, Add fuel to the flame! I'm aware that you do not have a clue To what you're fucking doing Or what you will even do Blleeggghh! Back Down! Now it's ride or die, so get out of our lives I make one little fuckin' mistake And imma' have to hear about it for days What a goddamn shame, Don't you know that I'm playing? It is all a game and we always win We Always Win! No more conversation, You're killing my fuckin' patience, It's over when I want it to be And I ain't fuckin' changin' A verbal annihilation is Coming right at your face So remember what I told ya' You're nothing but a fake cunt!

See I carry my hustle for my shoulder Olorun ma jekin ri ibanuje, I'm a one-man soldier (oh, oh, oh) 'Cause if money no dey no ma-ma kan'ran So even if you don't do it for me, do it for my brothers (oh, oh, oh) See I carry my hustle for my shoulder Olorun ma jekin ri ibanuje, I'm a one-man soldier (oh, oh, oh) 'Cause if money no dey no ma-ma kan'ran So even if you don't do it for me, do it for my brothers (oh, oh, oh) Never had a penny, had to get it from my olders You ain't never know it, let me tell you 'bout my throwback And growin' in the slums, it was rough, them man know that And I'm gettin' all this vision from a flashback Tu ne sais pas, mais tu ne crois pas, pourquoi? Mon bébé, mon roi, tu est pour moi It wasn't easy being someone like me, B Small girl, big heart with big dreams Having trauma and deceit, G, better believe me, yeah, yeah See I carry (uh) my hustle for my shoulder Olorun ma jekin ri ibanuje, I'm a one-man soldier (oh, oh, oh) 'Cause if money no dey no ma-ma kan'ran So even if you don't do it for me, do it for my brothers Uh-huh, T-Wayne from the 9 (oh, oh, oh) See I carry my block all on my shoulder But these streets keep fuckin' with me, I think I got bipolar (oh, oh, oh) Rockin' Richard Millie with my poker If you put your hand up on me, I'ma lose composure (oh, oh, oh-oh) Uh-huh, from the strugglin' (uh) One-man sold' robbin' him Heard they post me on The Shade Borough last week? (Why?) I gotta sell the G-Wag' buy the Cullinan (uh) Young millionaire, I'm one of 'em (yeah) I fuck A-list celebs, no cuddlin' It was tap water and Robinsons (Bang) So why I gotta send P to the government? HMRC, I don't fuck with them (no) My tax like a 'Rari, not an offerin' See now I'm off the streets, it's cuttin' 'em (uh) They want me in jail and sufferin' See I carry my hustle (Baow) for my shoulder Olorun ma jekin ri ibanuje, I'm a one-man soldier (oh, oh, oh) 'Cause if money no dey no ma-ma kan'ran So even if you don't do it for me, do it for my brothers (oh, oh, oh) See I carry my hustle for my shoulder Olorun ma jekin ri ibanuje, I'm a one-man soldier (one man sold', oh, oh, oh) 'Cause if money no dey no ma-ma kan'ran So even if you don't do it for me, do it for my brothers (Oh, oh, oh-oh)