Got No Kids - Ryan Carter

Got no kids, kids, kids

Got no kids, kids, kids

Got no kids, kids, kids

Got no kids, kids, kids

We see em in parks, we gonna run from them (slang)

Ain’t gonna catch me in no shit (slang)

Got no kids, kids, kids (slang)

Got no kids, kids, kids

People always asking for the key

When your independent you are free

'Til you are a loser you can’t be me

Don’t take much to get famous in 2016

Once a year, keep a album comin'

Every year another album comin'

Started rappin in '96

My hand has never touched on a clit

I been recording for years with no freaking help

Publishing on my own, with no financial help

I’m like Weird Al dude, I ain’t normal, jigga

Just a suburban dude out of Detroit, Michigan, jigga

That street talk, that’s foreign to me!

Special dick talk here fuck!

Yeah my balls brown as mud damn near

We still stalkin' millionares!

shit!

We gon' gross you out, I swear

You gon' think I’m fucking psycho

You ain’t heard nothin' like this shit

I’m bout to copyright this shit

Got no kids, kids, kids

Got no kids, kids, kids

Got no kids, kids, kids (slang)

Got no kids, kids, kids (slang)

We see em in parks, we gonna run from them (slang)

Ain’t gonna catch me in no shit (slang)

Got no kids, kids, kids (slang)

Got no kids, kids, kids

Haters, haters, none of ya’ll are on my radar

Haters, haters, none of ya’ll are on my radar

Haters, haters, none of ya’ll are on my radar

No, no, none of ya’ll, none ya’ll even on my radar

Wake up in the courtroom, I’m facing charges

Jump up on the judge’s bench, fuck the charges

Expose my dick on the court steps

Case y’all ain’t notice, I ain’t sane yet

Girls know I bout to come

Soon as they hear that uh, uh, uh (RIGHT!)

Y’all know the difference right

From rap facts and fiction, right?

Real life I hate Hoes

Real life I got goals

In real life they praise me?

In real life.

Hell naw!

Ancestors reverent (true), saw much sufferin (yep)

I fear police (ok), my life different (fo sho)

Educated scholar (WHAT ELSE?)

My prez is black (WHAT ELSE!)

Fuck the others (HA!)

God bless you all, I wish the best to ya’ll

Don’t get mad at me!

I’m just a writer ya’ll!

Got no kids, kids, kids

Got no kids, kids, kids

Got no kids, kids, kids

Got no kids, kids, kids

We see em in parks, we gonna run from them (slang)

Ain’t gonna catch me in no shit (slang)

Got no kids, kids, kids

Got no kids, kids, kids

Haters, haters, none of ya’ll are on my radar

Haters, haters, none of ya’ll are on my radar

Haters, haters, none of ya’ll are on my radar

No, no, none of ya’ll, none ya’ll even on my radar

Nightmares in America!