Представляем точный текст композиции "No Help" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Trae . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «No Help» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Trae передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Trae - "No Help"
Lyrics to No Help : (feat. Z-Ro) [Z-Ro:] Dont come around my way, cause I dont need a Nother fat weather friend, with a trick up his sleeve Acting like you really my nigga, but he after my cheese Yall niggaz get me congested, move around and let me breathe I remember when you niggaz, aint want me to hit the weed Now that Im 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 Yall didnt wanna kick it, when I was down on my ass In my cordoroy britches, yall was in Louis Vatone Laughing and pointing at a nigga, trying to ruin my fun For using the millennium, or money by the ton You niggaz aint help me get it, I did it with no one Fuck showing love back, I aint showing none (yall niggaz dont have to) Come to none of my shows, or buy none of my tapes Cause who the hell should I support, Ima still be straight The less niggaz around me, the better I can concentrate When I came face straight, or open up my chest plate It could be ya death date, get beside yourself We aint 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 dont need no friend, I dont need no broad Only thing I need, is the help of the good Lord Trying to kick it, but motherfuckers sing to hard Cause Ima 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 niggaz, get the steel with me I can do bad one deep, so I chill with heat (fuck yall niggaz) [Hook:] I dont need no help my nigga, I can do bad on my own And I dont need no company lil mama, stop ringing my cellular phone When I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick it Im a nobody, until I can shine So when my money is long, I dont need nobody to visit Leave me lonely, like you did last time [Trae:] Im a asshole, and I aint trying to be rude But I dont really give a damn, about none of yall You use to hate a nigga tough, from way back in the day First off, fuck each and every one of yall 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 dont 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 aint ready to leave, I got my back planted against the wall With a nine, about to misbehave Same old shit, with a friend or a foe Pack your shit, and get the fuck out the do Aint no way, you hoes finna be a part of my life A.B.N, is all that I know You can try what you wanna, but I aint gon fail Look at me now, and all the shit that I sell Ima beat a nigga trunk off, coast to coast And everybody who doubt that, can go to hell Sometimes Im right, sometimes Im wrong And I dont give a fuck, cause Im in my zone All that hate you got, it only make a nigga strong So I like how it feel, when Im left all alone [Hook] [Trae:] 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 niggaz fraud And you know see Trae, with his foot up on the gas a lot Cause I dont trust you niggaz Give me fifty feet, fore I rush you niggaz Move it around, cause I dont fuck with you niggaz To tell the truth, Im allergic to you niggaz Asshole for life, until a nigga fly Nigga dont stop, better go on pass by And hoes, dont call my cellular phone The only thing, that yall know how to do is lie [Z-Ro:] Why yall niggaz wanna rob wanna steal, that aint real How the fuck Ima kick it with you, you aint gon get me killed I done seen a lot of blood, on the battlefield Even though Im tired, I be climbing up the ladder still Aint nobody words gon hurt me, even if they dessert me Ima still be grubbing, and drink a drink when Im thirsty Just to be in my position, motherfuckers aint worthy So they feminine conversations, dont even disturb me Im a gangsta, dont need another nigga to grade me If Im in trouble, dont need nobody to save me Steady losing composure, like my kon folk Trae be Ima handle my bidness, aint nobody else made me [Hook x2] [ No Help Lyrics ]
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