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NoCap Ft NBA YoungBoy – 38Sides Lyrics

38Sides Lyrics – NoCap

(Al Geno on the track)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ooh
Ayy, ayy

Things just ain’t the same, I
Forever gon’ bang with the same side
Had on my Rolex and chain my last time sliding
I just know this her first and last time riding
Ride through the hood with a hood nigga
Leave the bank and drop it off with my grave digger
I came from out the streets but I’m a rockstar
I dirtied up a stick and went and bought another guitar

She gon’ come with me to cap, I told her uh-uh
Richer than all my family misfit
Me and DDawg in middle school planning on stepping on shit
Young nigga without no screws, I’m known to break in your shit
I plan on facing a bitch after you taking my lick
Full of Xans in a cop car
Glock in my pants, stay with my green flag, I’ma die hard
Assassination lifestyle, they don’t try hard
Bro card tryna see how I’m gon’ play my cards
Took my chain and I hop out behind my boys

Things just ain’t the same, I
Forever gon’ bang with the same side
Had on my Rolex and chain my last time sliding
I just know this her first and last time riding
Ride through the hood with a hood nigga
Leave the bank and drop it off with my grave digger
I came from out the streets but I’m a rockstar
I dirtied up a stick and went and bought another guitar

If he ugly, pull up busting, who the fuck died?
In Hell, be some killing without killing
Owed my family blood inside of Rikers ’cause the landers was drillin’
Jeff with Almighty Black P where I start learning my history
Had a false claim, asked the teacher, I got it off and took seriously
One nigga crying, one nigga smiling, that’s how I look in the mirror
Ayy, that broke shit like a virus, niggas don’t wanna come near it
Hellcat switching lanes, drive this bitch just like a Cherokee
Something finna change, I just bought that ho some Tiffany
No, I’m not a rapper, I’m just talking with some melody
Ain’t talking on no Apple phone, police tryna bury me
Push-to-start, how I drive my car, that bitch be scared of keys
Bad bitch and she from the A, I had to let her be
They know that I’ma ball, quick to roll, call it Lou Will
Bernie Mac deceased but I’ma still get these dollar bills
I still don’t know how to live, I been alive for twenty-one years
Sit in the back of that Ghost, I’m tryna disappear
Ayy, tell them if they gon’ kill me, don’t kill me at the crib
I do not fear y’all, I’m still rocking Fear of God
The streets not feeling y’all, my body full of fentanyl
They downloading hate, was gone before it installed
Full of tabs in a cop car
Glock in my pants, stay with my green flag, I’ma die hard
Assassination lifestyle, they don’t try hard
Bro card tryna see how I’m gon’ play my cards
Took my chain and I hop out behind my boys

Things just ain’t the same, I
Forever gon’ bang with the same side
Had on my Rolex and chain my last time sliding
I just know this her first and last time riding
Ride through the hood with a hood nigga
Leave the bank and drop it off with my grave digger
I came from out the streets but I’m a rockstar
I dirtied up a stick and went and bought another guitar

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