Lyrics Ladies & Gentlemen - TLN

I ain't got ties
Ladies and gentlemen

I'm gon' be frank as I can
Serrated knife with the raps
Carry the load like the mag
It's only rounds that I have
This ain't a green screen son
Everything ain't an act
Hottest product on the block
But I'm not in demand
Jack of all trades
Master of everything
So unassumin' I ruin
I shut it down when I do it
These beats ain't nothing to fool with
I ain't your competition boy
For that role I ain't suited
I just wanna do the music
Satisfy me with improvin'
I so damn love what I'm doin'
As well as those that be fuelin'
They said I'm nothing
Then the pen said "pick me up"
That's when I knew it
That I'm destined to do it
Kill 'em with the rhyme
Even though they never hear it
They gon' hear it when I'm famous
'Cause this music will resurface
Best believe it gon' resurface yeah
I be doin' what I want
Even though I'm not myself
I be tellin' everybody

No regrets (Uh huh)
I be yellin' out no regrets (Ayy yeah)
I be yellin' out no regrets (Ayy yeah)
I be yellin' out no regrets (Whoop)
I be yellin' out no regrets (Uh huh)
I be yellin' out no regrets (Ayy yeah)
I be yellin' out no regrets (Ayy yeah)
I be yellin' out no regrets (Whoop)
Yellin' out oh

I be yellin' out no regrets
Do it with no strings attached
I am very complicated
What you see ain't what you get
I am all about the music
Ain't nobody stoppin' this
Toppin' this, toppin' this, stoppin' this
We was never friends
Simply smoke buddies
Yawl were never down
At least not fully
They don't post me anymore 'cause we not chillin'
So I guess it comes down to
They were never homies
They might still listen on the low
I will never know
But I don't know what I don't know
That's the truth an' all
5050 on it
You don't call I don't call
You don't text I don't text
That's the way shit go
And when I blow up
I bet I know who's first to call
So let me clarify fuck what you standin' for
Just keep my name out your mouth
For your own safety bruh
We ain't got nothing in common
Other than I make dope music
And you a fan of my shit
Or I inspire you to make a hit
I spit the dopest ish
They only in for the cash in
What ever happened to passion
I got no time for these lackies
They amateur and they average
They closin' doors for those with passion
Irrelevance brings the profit
Hard work is thrown in the garbage
Or love 'till they don't love
With me they don't know what's comin'
I'm young and I'm gon' be runnin' them laps
'Long as I'm breathin' the flows are gon' be stunnin'
Man you ain't gotta worry
The other music is nothing
Like ejaculation I'm cumin'
Treat the rap the a bitch that I'm fuckin'
Her pussy is like the booth and
I step in and I just ruin
Sadistic I'm just like Christian
I fuck harder than I rap bitch
Less talkin' more 'bout the action
Fuck the fame I love the passion
Under dawg I'm underrated
But don't underestimate me
I will get to disciplinin'
Freestyle like a cypher
One Mic I made it to the final no rehearsal
These rappers Ima decimate
I believe in restoration
Those that love rap, Ima congregate
If you think you better than me
With the rhymes your mind I'll obliterate
I'm a savage with the passion
'Bout the action
Slaughter me will never happen
I be rippin' these syllables
Man these rappers are minimal
I cannot be so pitiful, no remorse
I ain't got a conscience
I'm a sick person my mind is so dark and twisted
I don't sleep
I don't shit
I don't eat
I don't blink
I don't breath
I don't think
I spit the meanest and illest shit (Uh huh)