Lil Zay Osama – NAMELESS Lyrics

NAMELESS Lyrics by Lil Zay Osama

You know what I’m sayin’
See, we rap ’bout it ’cause we live it, you know what I mean (Fatman, you did this?)
We ain’t never rap ’bout what we ain’t goin’ through, you know
I’m really like the motivation for the trenches though, you know
They look up to me, you know what I’m sayin’
See what I been through, see where I come from, you know what I’m sayin’
That’s they motivation

I was in the streets with the felons, then caught me a felon
Niggas, we did shit what they was tellin’
The opps keep dissin’, they music ain’t sellin’ (Uh, uh)
‘Bows through the mail, my shorty gon’ sell it (Uh, uh)
They crashin’ the strikers, they movin’ too careless
Lil Ed a savage, I tell him, “Be careful” (Uh)
Your brother keep tweakin’, bitch, you better tell him (Mm, mm)
Boy, I’ll spank shit, boy, I’ll nail ’em (Mm, mm)
Them niggas you hang with tote, you dangerous
RIP Keed, you niggas be nameless (Mm, mm, mm)
They never did shit, they never killed shit (Killed)
He in the way, foenem gon’ paint it (Mm, mm, mm)
Car was fucked up, they was leavin’ me danglin’ (Mm)
I was down bad, takin’ money from strangers (Mm, mm)
Pop me a Xan’ to calm my anger (Mm)
Fucked on a bitch, asked who she bangin’ (Mm, mm)

Bitch, I’m a hundred for sure (Mhm, I know)
I ain’t tote nothin’ just for show (Mhm, for show)
I need a hundred a show (Mhm, a show)
For every one of my shows (Shows)
I don’t know why they hatin’ on me
Deepthroat, she put that spray on me
They mad they dropped that case on me
Lam’ truck went from A to Z (Ah)
I’m a part of the killers, a part of the dealers
A part of the murderers, I did contribute (Mm, mm)
If it ain’t real, then, nigga, I don’t feel you (Mm, mm)
If it ain’t real, then, nigga, I don’t hear you (Mm, mm)
Bro locked up and I hope he appeal it (Mm, mm)
When bro got shot, he was ‘posed be healin’ (Mm, mm)
Long as I live, blood gon’ keep spillin’, hmm
Forever the gang, yeah, yeah, mm (Mm, yeah, uh)
Can’t put dirt on my name, yeah, yeah, mm, mm

I was in the streets with the felons, then caught me a felon (Mm, mm, mm, mm)
Niggas, we did shit what they was tellin’ (Mm, mm)
The opps keep dissin’, they music ain’t sellin’ (Yeah)
‘Bows through the mail, my shorty gon’ sell it (Uh, uh)
They crashin’ the strikers, they movin’ too careless (Uh)
Lil Ed a savage, I tell him, “Be careful” (Uh, uh)
Your brother keep tweakin’, bitch, you better tell him (Mm, mm)
Boy, I’ll spank shit, boy, I’ll nail ’em
Them niggas you hang with tote, you dangerous (Mm)
RIP Keed, you niggas be nameless (Mm, mm)
They never did shit, they never killed shit (Mm)
He in the way, foenem gon’ paint it (Uh)
Car was fucked up, they was leavin’ me danglin’ (Mm)
I was down bad, takin’ money from strangers (Mm)
Pop me a Xan’ to calm my anger (Mm)
Fucked on a bitch, asked who she bangin’ (Mm, mm)

(Fatman, you did this?)