Lyrics Nobody Needs Nobody(freestyle) - Tay900

Nobody, nobody, nobody

Don't nobody need nobody, so why would i act like i need somebody
When i was down bad, fucked up on my ass
Who was stuck with a nigga, i ain't have nobody
Sliding through traffic, boolin' with my blood
Eli and he cautions, and he ridin' around with a shotty
I ain't never threw a rock and hide my hand
Cause if it really smoke, we gon' get this shit poppin'
Ayy, i'm in the hood with some shooters
Drop the addy, we'll pull up like we work for uber
Nightmare on your street like krueger, yo baby daddy a loser
We stay strap like the troopers
These bitches broke really boosters
Baby, who you think you foolin'
Titties on the four, five, lookin' like a waitress in hooters
The way we ball should've been hoopers
I know these niggas don't like me the way i go in by a check could've signed to nike
Where the dope and hoes at, that's where i'm at ain't hard to find me
He say he a real one done lost me
In my own lane, i don't see no competition
They ain't fuckin' with me, you ain't even got to remind me
If you lookin' like a lick, i can get your ass hit
Swear to god, my nigga, they'll do the shit kindly
Really getting a sack in the field, everyday i touch a bag
Like my name, was jadaveon clowney
Ole bozo ass nigga, stay the fuck from round me
You gon' get your ass killed before i let a nigga clown me
Really running shit where I come from
No prince of bel-air, but the damn streets finna crown me
Nigga talkin' big shit just for the internet
But in reality, they really not bout it
My nigga stick to the g-code
My dawg loyal like chico
Don't have a cape can't save no ho
Naw, i ain't no hero
She charge you a fee, but she gon' give me pussy for free though
When i nut, i was gone, cause it was easy as a free throw
I'm heating up like may 8th makin' deposits in the bank
Teller, told me that i stank
Faced a big wood of that dank
Niggas mad, i do what i want and I do what they can't
Not my fault yo daddy, raised a pussy and he should be ashamed
Nigga foul, nigga sour, man these niggas lemon lame
Fading away on these bitches like the hair of lebron james
900, that's the gang
We bustin' brains, bitch we insane
Leave a nigga on front of a shirt since he seekin' for fame
In the cut with a freaky slut with my thumb in her butt
What the fuck lean all in my cup i almost wreck the truck