No Slack - Kid Ink

I made history, you told that

Realest shit I wrote in my notepad

Ain’t left 'bout the game, nigga no stats

Cut the cheque, no I don’t cut 'em no slack

Put that shit on wax, you know 'bout the grind

I put in work in that overtime

Clocking in at 9, clocking out at 9

Cut the motherfuckin' cheque, get to shoppin' now

Here we go again, smoke up 'til the sunny sky

I ain’t been to sleep since the other night

My baby know I’m always late to supper times

So she leave it in the stove with the oven light on

Keep it warm for a nigga 'til I’m back home

Put it to my mouth like a saxophone

Batphone, text on the Samsung

And the realest shit I wrote was a ransom

Young, handsome nigga with a hand full of money

I blow it baby, if you bust a dance move

Drive my tyre in Miami Vice on a boat

Blazin', no tyres, no buttons, just my tattoos

How I’m feelin', play like I invented

I brought the old me back for new beginnings

Where we from now make it to my lifespan

And you could blame my daddy if I’m actin' light skinned

I made history, you told that

Realest shit I wrote in my notepad

Ain’t left 'bout the game, nigga no stats

Cut the cheque, no I don’t cut 'em no slack

My ambitions in designer, Dolce & Gabanna

All this courtesy champagne while I’m shoppin'

Got a nigga thrown, I’m 'bout buy the whole store

In the dressin' room, bitch keep peakin' through the door

Bathroom break, prolly' sneakin', geekin' on the low

Skiin' through the slopes, one thing is for sure

You ain’t gotta say yes if I offer you the drugs

I’m a bad influence but I’m better than I was, baby

Used to hit the dirty money with the suds

Now I walk over the road, big show in the club, baby

My mama tell me never fear no one

Grab the blunt by the neck and I chokeslam

Might show up to the beach with my own sand

I brought the whole thing and these hoes in

Kurt Cobain, you know where the shot go

I just need a refill, I’m tryna reload

I made history, you told that

Realest shit I wrote in my notepad

Ain’t left 'bout the game, nigga no stats

Cut the cheque, no I don’t cut 'em no slack

Realest shit I wrote in my notepad