No Chill

I just woke up to a band - gotta thank the Lord Now I'ma make it do what it do Hop out wit it - and you can hear em like oh my God Yea you would be in love wit it too So cold But he still got tha juice like a snow cone So high he outer space - might phone home Dis for fam puttin time on it like a go phone Fo' real Shyt might go down like a dope deal Yea a young nigga heart be so cold But a young nigga still got no chill No chill Just riding my wave - i'm higher than space - take one to the face I'm heavy but keep it low key - like I'm fckin Luke Cage You crowding my space - get the fck out the way I let you do you - nigga let me do may Just let me be great Fck dying for love - I can live wit Tha hate Dese niggas is fake Deaths to a thousand cowards Nobody left - the games ours Po up a fo' - burn some flowers Got respect want the power Money bags Money showers - counting dis'll take hours Whoa! I just woke up to a band - gotta thank the Lord Now I'ma make it do what it do Hop out wit it - and you can hear em like oh my God Yea you would be in love wit it too I just do it for the money nigga fck the broads And they still in love wit the crew Cool young nigga - sauce den turned to frostin I guess that's why them hunnits is blue So cold But he still got tha juice like a snow cone So high he outer space - might phone home Dis for fam puttin time on it like a go phone Fo' real Shyt might go down like a dope deal Yea a young nigga heart be so cold But a young nigga still got no chill No chill Just riding my wave - i'm higher than space Shyt just flow like water Drip on a bytch like water Wavy niggas - no water These thirsty niggas need water Pull up and splash like water Serve niggas - can I take ya order Fly now and even back then Did it big no exceptions But still living in the hood When I leave put my shawty in the Westin Know he workin like he Mexican Hatin say wit your chest den Put you on ice like Ovechken We wit Tha shyts - indigestion I just woke up to a band - gotta thank the Lord Now I'ma make it do what it do Hop out wit it - and you can hear em like oh my God Yea you would be in love wit it too I just do it for the money nigga fck the broads And they still in love wit the crew Cool young nigga - sauce den turned to frostin I guess that's why them hunnits is blue So cold But he still got tha juice like a snow cone So high he outer space - might phone home Dis for fam puttin time on it like a go phone Fo' real Shyt might go down like a dope deal Yea a young nigga heart be so cold But a young nigga still got no chill No chill