No Pass - Mozzy, June

They rap about this life, they don’t live like that

Ah nah, they don’t live like that

They ain’t pullin' up with poles

They ain’t bouncin' out sticks like that

Nigga they ain’t really sick like that

Ain’t get shit like that

Hell Gang nigga

Pure love for my LA niggas

I’m out in LA with it

Blood callin' where the pint everyday

Show up in your hood where niggas die everyday

Murder rate average bout a body a day

Run it up, we at the (?)

How we’re callin' these plays

Sticks lit, we don’t talk to the J

Stick it to your face and let you talk to this K, aye

My youngin' got a fully in that Gucci bag

Find me in the Churches is where I’m posted at

I don’t care what you know bruh it’s all bad

Unfamiliar faces, they don’t get no pass

These unfamiliar faces, they don’t get no pass

Cause unfamiliar faces, they don’t get no pass

If I ever fall off I’ma get right back

Lord knows I’ma get right back

Said if I ever fall off I’ma get right back

Lord knows I’ma get right back

Can’t live like that

They like «why you do your wrist like that?»

You a dork if you don’t piss out crack

We still send out packs

Celly got the F&N on slap

100k, is mandated when you live in the trap

Look at eulogies and things if my killers react

We was broke now look where we at

If I ain’t lookin' at sack

Suckers talkin' bout they cookin' my cap

Pull up we in the hood with the blat

The Gucci bag on splat

My youngin' got a fully in that Gucci bag

Find me in the Churches is where I’m posted at

I don’t care what you know bruh it’s all bad

Unfamiliar faces, they don’t get no pass

These unfamiliar faces, they don’t get no pass

Cause unfamiliar faces, they don’t get no pass