No Strings: We Out Now - Ben Reilly

Got no strings on me nigga ain’t satisfied with no leash

Ain’t no codependent, niggas in the Co. depending on me

Look death in the eyes, several times, made em scurry like a bitch

Errbody in AMG’ll take a life bout this shit

Pack it up like sardines, it get deeper than a marine

I was in New Orleans

Hunnit

Thousand hands on me

Things change

You can count on me

To remain the same

No strings on my tennis shoes

We out now

It’s time for y’all to tap in

We out now

Hit my number on the same phone

We out now

Took two years for me to free myself

We out now

I’m might charge yo ass a whole fee

You too close Nigga ease up

Yeen tough a nigga G’d ya

A couple million won’t please us

They was like oh cool he high (cooley high) up in the sky coachees

M-A-C-Y parade, how a nigga float for the feast

Nigga I’m free

Freelance

Nigga stealing flows I need that

Back, Crack open a pack of the potion

Back to the wall like defense

Shoulda never dove in the deep end

Nigga I’m hoping that we can

Catch you while your exposed in the region

Don’t you let me be home for the weekend

Then Back again

I heard that boy had an accident

Family morning like a matinee

We roll deep like a manatee

Lemme nut in the cookie like a macadamia

Then go gone watch my hero academia

Then go back home fuck the fucking family up

And tell them fuck boys, it’s time to ante up

We out now