Trae Tha Truth, Z-Ro - No Help lyrics

Don't come around my way
Cause I don't need a
'Nother fair weather friend
With a trick up his sleeve
Acting like you really my nigga
But he after my cheese
Y'all niggas get me congested
Move around and let me breathe
I remember when you niggas
Ain't want me to hit the weed
Now that I'm rapping
You see me and tell me to hit the weed
Thinking you can get a VIP pass
And get in free
But Joseph McVey, is enough company for me
Wanna kick it with me
Cause I kick it with the high class
Y'all didn't wanna kick it
When I was down on my ass
In my corduroy britches
Y'all was in Louis Vuitton
Laughing and pointing at a nigga
Trying to ruin my fun
For using the millennium, or money by the ton
You niggas ain't help me get it
I did it with no one
Fuck showing love back, I ain't showing none
(y'all niggas don't have to)
Come to none of my shows
Or buy none of my tapes
Cause with or without your support
I'mma still be straight
The less niggas around me
The better I can concentrate
When I can't think straight
I open up a chest plate
It could be ya death date
Get beside yourself we ain't cool
I think you better rewind yourself
Before a cemetery
Be where you can find yourself
So beat your feet
And let the do' close behind yourself
I don't need no friend
I don't need no broad only thing I need
Is the help of the good Lord
Trying to kick it
But motherfuckers sing to hard
Cause I'mma be keeping it real
They gon be keeping it fraud
A hundred and fifty-two percent
Are real with me
So instead of keeping my niggas
Get the steel with me
I can do bad one deep, so I chill with me
(fuck y'all niggas)

I don't need no help my nigga
I can do bad on my own
And I don't need no company lil' mama
Stop ringing my cellular phone
When I be down and out
Nobody wanna come and kick it
I'm a nobody, until I can shine
So when my money is long
I don't need nobody to visit
Leave me lonely, like you did last time

I'm a asshole
And I ain't trying to be rude
But I don't really give a damn
About none of y'all
You use to hate a nigga tough
From way back in the day
First off, fuck each and every one of y'all
I be a loner on my own
Alone hang with my chrome
These motherfuckers play, life so fraud
I peep game, to the T
Cause I don't want nobody
To catch a nigga slipping on the Boulevard
And on the other hand
Just to make matters worse
I feel, they want me headed to the grave
And I ain't ready to leave
I got my back planted against the wall
With a nine, about to misbehave
Same old shit, whether friend or a foe
Pack your shit, and get the fuck out the do'
Ain't no way
You hoes finna be a part of my life
ABN, is all that I know
You can try what you wanna
But I ain't gon fail
Look at me now, and all the shit that I sell
I'mma beat a nigga trunk off, coast to coast
And everybody who doubt that, can go to hell
Sometimes I'm right, sometimes I'm wrong
And I don't give a fuck
Cause I'm in my zone all that hate you got
It only make a nigga strong
So I like how it feel
When I'm left all alone

You must of thought I forgot
When I was stuck on the block
And I was broke, everybody laughed a lot
And now the tables have turned
You niggas fraud and you know see Trae
With his foot up on the gas a lot
Cause I don't trust you niggas
Give me fifty feet, 'fore I rush you niggas
Move it around
Cause I don't fuck with you niggas
To tell the truth
I'm allergic to you niggas
Asshole for life, until a nigga fly
Nigga don't stop, better go and pass by
And hoes, don't call my cellular phone
The only thing
That y'all know how to do is lie

Why y'all niggas wanna rob, wanna steal
That ain't real
How the fuck I'mma kick it with you
You ain't gon get me killed
I done seen a lot of blood
On the battlefield even though I'm tired
I be climbing up the ladder still
Ain't nobody words gon hurt me
Even if they desert me
I'mma still be grubbing
And drink a drink when I'm thirsty
Just to be in my position
Motherfuckers ain't worthy
So they feminine conversations
Don't even disturb me i'm a gangsta
Don't need another nigga to grade me
If I'm in trouble
Don't need nobody to save me
Steady losing composure
Like my kin folk Trae be
I'mma handle my bidness, ain't no buts
Ifs or maybes