Lil Poppa - No Issues lyrics

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Now bitch, let's get right back to business
They start it, I'ma finish
It's just me, Quez and Leeke
We got that 40 all in Lenox
Told them if a nigga get to trippin'
Leave his brains right by the fitted
The hardest nigga out my city
 ain't nobody fuckin' with me
But I meant that bein' humble
Real rap this ain't no mumble
PJ might drop next summer
Already picked my baby momma
Until then, I'ma keep these condoms
And some shit with a clip
That's shaped like commas
So run up you get stretched just like
The rest who 'bout that drama
Heard the trap back open
What you need, Molly, pills or weed?


Just pull up on a nigga out East
Jso hot make sure you clean
Still hit the south that shit be sweet
On 103rd might meet a freak
Make sure she creep
'cause if it's sweet then we
Gon' slide down moncrief
Niggas ain't never slide down my
Street, I wasn't worried, i never cared
They know my granny was sittin'
Right there in that chair, sayin' prayers
A nigga slide then that's death, DOA
Knock out his breath
'Cause we got shooters 'cross
These streets and
We got choppers up these stairs
And that's on God, bitch, I ain't lyin'
I can do this without even tryin'
Told them play blind 'cause they don't
Wanna see me shine and grind
Since 2016 I been in my prime
I was stuck in them trenches
But made it out
I guess that shit was perfect timin'
I'm that nigga, don't need the diamonds
Don't need the watch, I told them watch
I'll say fuck it and hit the block
I'll say fuck it then drop the top
You don't wanna beef 'cause niggas droppin'
Especially not 'bout no thot
'Cause it's already gettin' hot and she
Already eatin' cock in here
Brodie got his Glock in here, I say "Go"
It ain't no stoppin' him
Shaquille it ain't no blockin' him
Shit real, they say niggas gettin' killed
Behind Lil Poppa them
My brother hit the curve and make a serve
Say he got rocks on him
The early birds get the worm
So he say motherfuck the cops and them
Them youngins got Russian choppas on them
Ain't never left America
I had to leave the bitch
Alone, she got to tweakin', talkin' marriage
And I'ma get this money and fuck on London
Ain't talkin' Paris
Fuck 'em up buy another pair 'cause that's
Some shit that I don't cherish
Heard the opps want smoke like Swishers
These niggas don't want no issues
Tryna put a nigga on a picture
It's a G on every pistol
On Perc's and weed, don't need no liquor
I'll probably never forgive him
So we gon' turn him to a victim
Him and whoever with him
I just said my prayers, I'm feelin'
Great, finna roll me up some, wait
You know they want me to watch what I say
How many J's you smoked? Eight
How many pills you on? 'Bout four
Finna pop four more, bitch, that's eight
Besides the bullshit, life's great
I can enter the heaven gates off my face
And I'm loaded, she say "Pull
Up", I say "Bitch, i'm on my way"
I heard that bitch home, hope
She got her dick on
When they knock off her face
And they been scopin'
Know these youngins 'round me roguish
Young and ready and hopin'
Tryna bust his head wide open
Say I'm slept on but I ain't trippin'
I'ma keep grindin' until I'm noticed
Real is rare and I'm one of
The rare, fuck nigga, I'm chosen
No more errors
Name another nigga harder than me
In this era bar for bar, fuck all the likes
Comments and shares
You ain't never looked down that barrow
Make a fuck nigga tuck his tail
Pressure been applied, bond got denied
That's that shit that made you tell
But free my niggas in them systems
I can't wait 'til y'all here
Slick jumped and I missed 'em
Only up from here this our year
Ain't no nigga breathin' I'll fear
Brand new Glock with the extra gear
Ayy, Twin hot, say he tryna go get
Him a extra tear, I'm like, "Twin, stop"
He just quiet
Don't think he a bitch 'cause he really not
For the love of Kim
These niggas don't know nothin'
But spin blocks