Forever M.C., ​it’s different, MAX, blackbear - No Hands lyrics

Maxwell Schneider

[Forever M.C., ​it’s different, MAX, blackbear - No Hands lyrics]

All of my people, you know that I got 'em
Poppin' Dom P maybe pour out the bottle
I made 'bout fifty this
Week but who countin'?
I got Raf Simons that worth 'bout a thousand
Came from a trap that's real
Deep in the valley
Spend a week in New York spend
A week out in Cali
I got my brethren I got my bread up
I fucked three times but then
I got all fed up

I wine and dine these occasional model girls
Money is cool but I'd rather go get the world
I used to dream 'bout the
Shit that I'm doing now
Don't try to relate 'cause
You don't understand
I'ma go fucking ham look mama no hands
No hands, no hands
No hands, no hands, no hands, no

All of these trends yeah you
Know I don't follow still smell success
Wear my girl's clothes borrow
Fame is some poison, a hard pill to swallow
I'll pop that snap, Grammy nods come tomorrow
Still in this shit, yeah you saw me on TV
I'm still that kid, rock with Kad-E & Stevie
I got my real ones and I got my fake ones
Die for my friends
No replies if you ain't one

I used to fuck with occasional model girls
Money is cool but I'd rather go get the world
I used to dream 'bout the
Shit that I'm doing now
You can try to relate
But you won't understand
I'ma go fucking ham look mama no hands
No hands, no hands
No hands, no hands, no hands, no

Look mama no hands, look mama no hands
Look mama no hands no hands, no hands
No hands, no hands
No hands, no hands, no hands, no
No hands, no hands, no hands, no

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