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Stylin - Little Brother/Oh No
Yeah from NC to Oxnard ni**a we go hard ha
I was that chubby kid I ain't talk too much
And even though I could I never use that crutch
It's funny when you're older making moves and such
How people find a way to get in your clutch
And they do touch and rub some ni**a foul
Thinking sh*t gravy cause you seen me smile
I'm giving up inches you want the whole mile
And when I tell 'em stop that's when hoes get wild
Flood the in box constant calls coming in
I hit the back button and she calling me again
I'm thinking out loud when is this gong end
Will you ever get the message I don't wanna be your friend
I don't want to have a talk I got nothing to say
You acting real immature go somewhere and play
Told the baby break out like chad or shay
Yes poobie is for real it would make my day
But first you get money styling
Get fame wildin'
B**ches start wowing
Niggas start piling
Then niggas start wowing
B**ches start piling
Get fame styling
Make money wilding
Niggas get mad start styling on you
B**ches get mad start wowing on you
Make a lil' money they start piling on you
Get a lil' fame they start wowin' on you
I ain't never had a dollar to my name f**k fame
Get a lil' bit people around you start to change
Palms reaching out speaking 'bout what they did
We was both down and out now the situation big
You supposed to be my nig
It will never be the same
We both pointing fingers at each other placing blame
You on that David Blane
I'm on a higher plain
A blow to the people who don't know what's insane
A motherf**kin' shame how this whole thing turned
We had to end it homie before somebody got burned
I hate this kind of lesson find myself second guessing
The burden here is lessened experience earned
And before this take a turn for the worse
I think it's in both our best interest if we go again disperse
I know what you thinking but homie the truth hurts
I never thought getting this bread would be a curse
But first you get money styling
Get fame wildin'
B**ches start wowing
Niggas start piling
Then niggas start wowing
B**ches start piling
Get fame styling
Make money wildin'
Niggas get mad start styling on you
B**ches get mad start wowing on you
Make a lil' money they start piling on you
Get a lil' fame they start wowing on you
Now rock city's trying to get that cake
See I was raised in the burbs with the birds and the snakes
So at an early age I had to learn everybody's mistake
So by now everybody can call me the great
It's oh no
No
With more signs than skitzos
Niggas let them lips go that leaves their lids blown
And homie I'm getting blown so y'all can get gong
Can't hang around me dawg so we don't get along
And shows with hoes it's no damn difference
They beyond overthrow but no bullshitting
There's only one ride
And then they getting dropped off
So when they start wildin pssst please you can walk off
Now put that in your coach's knockoff and bag it up
And add it to my roach's up in Oxnard
They always knew me like they think they do
They thought they knew
Sh*t I'm doing it big with pooh
But first you get money styling
Get fame wildin'
B**ches start wowing
Niggas start piling
Then niggas start wowing
B**ches start piling
Get fame styling
Make money wilding
Niggas get mad start styling on you
B**ches get mad start wowing on you
Make a lil' money they start piling on you
Get a lil' fame they start wowing on you