No Gyals
Fusa Nocta
No Girls
Rich bitches trying to protect themselves
From me and my crew
Trying to say I'm not better than them, gonna fail
They say I can't leave from here
Well, let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see
They protect themselves trying to hold on to their power
I walk into your spot, no girls in the club, no girls in the club
Everyone judging the other guy's girl, the other guy's mom
The other guy's grandma, and you call this rap?
What has this become?
It started with people wanting to escape the ghetto, and now this
People pretending to be that, just to live off the story
Off the hustle, off the grind, fuck all that
Rich bitches trying to protect themselves
From me and my crew
Trying to say I'm not better than them, gonna fail
They say I can't leave from here
Well, let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see
Dancing, I'm not dancing for you, not dancing for your money
Dancing for myself, for my crew, for my girls, let me explain
They say I should stay home, but I don't cook pasta
I get to cooking to make pasta, sister
Looks like I've signed a deal with the devil
I got dirty hands and a dirty mouth, but my heart's intact
Put on a mask, better that way so no one finds out anything
I work hard to live a more expensive life
I work hard to live a more expensive life
Dancing, I'm not dancing for you, not dancing for your money
Dancing for myself, for my crew, for my girls, let me explain
Rich bitches trying to protect themselves
From me and my crew
Trying to say I'm not better than them, gonna fail
They say I can't leave from here
Well, let's see, let's see, let's see, let's see
