No Hook - A Cappella

Poor me, dad was gone, finally got my dad back

Liver bad, he wouldn't live long, that snatched my dad back

Guidance, I never had that, streets was my second home

Welcomed me with open arms provided a place to crash at

A place to study math at, matter fact I learned it all

Burnt it all this music is where I bury the ashes at

Flash back not having much, not having that

Had to get some challah bread so you can holla back and

Holla at my Jewish lawyer to enjoy the fruit of letting my cash stack

And just in case a nigga gotta use his rat-tat-tat-tat-tat

Own boss, own your masters, slaves

The mentality I carry with me to this very day

Fuck rich, let's get wealthy, who else gon' feed we?

If I need it I'm a get it however God help me

And I don't need no hook for this shit

I'm so for sure, it's no facade

Stay out of trouble, momma said as momma sighed

Her fear her youngest son being victim of homocide

But I got to get you out of here momma or I'ma die

Inside

And either way you lose me momma so let loose of me

I got the rein, our direction will soon change

To live and die in N.Y. in the hustle game

Hustle 'caine, hustle clothes, or hustle music

But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick

Skinny nigga toothpick but, but I do lift

Weight like I'm using 'roids Rolls Royce

Keep my movements smooth while manuvering

Through all the manure in the sewers that I grew up in

Choices we make trying to escape this shit

And I don't need no hook for this shit

This is not for commercial usage

Please don't catagorize this is as music

Please don't compare me to other rappers

Compare me to trappers I'm more Frank Lucas than Ludacris

And Luda's my dude I ain't tryna diss

Like Frank Lucas is cool but I ain't trying to snitch

I'm a follow the rules no matter how much time I'ma get

I'ma live and die with the decisions that I'ma pick

So fuck DeHaven for caving, that's why we don't speak

Made men ain't supposed to make statements

End of the story I followed the code cracked the safe

Other niggas ain't in the game so they practice hate

Leave that boy Hov alone why don't ya

You don't have to if you don't want to but don't say I didn't warn ya

Oh, and I don't need no hook for this shit