paroles de chanson No Deal - Rod Wave

(Yo, Sam, this shit heat)
(Damn, Dawson)

Yeah, uh

Thinking about my life and how far a nigga came
Thinking about my life and mistakes a nigga made
Steady ducking the reaper, everybody got a day (grrah)
Hopefully, I'll be ready for it (yeah, yeah!)

Uh, I told 'em my dreams, they ain't believe this
I can't lie, even I couldn't of seen this
I just was on the bus stop, gettin' high out of my brain
Headphones in, listenin' to Kevin Gates sayin'
"Shooting star, shooting star"
Rapper with a pistol, that made me a shooting star
Now we all across the globe, 300 thousand dollar shows
We wasn't 'posed to get this far

This shit so crazy how these hoes tryna plot on me (tryna plot on me)
These niggas hatin', want my spot, sendin' shots at me
Know I fuck with Sosa, Ghetto, Spec and Tee
Oh, you must ain't know the boy gon' park the car, jump out on feet
What you pay a nigga back for saving ya life?
I don't know yet, but I'm a make it right

I'm tryna ball, these niggas tryna take my life
I'll tell you what'll make a gangster change his life
Go to sleep with millions in his bank
Wake up in the morning, see his daughter face
Just as broke as a joke, when we was down, we was fine (youngin')
Start achievin' his dreams now his life on the line
Tell the label, "No deal," I need 20 every time
I ain't comin' to Europe if I can't bring my .45
Tell the label, "No deal," I need 20 every time
I ain't coming to Paris if I can't bring my .45 (oh, whoa)

Ayy
Tell the label, "No deal"
I'm fine, I can't come to Rolling Loud if I can't bring fire
You know, I need my fire for these fuck niggas
I need my fire for these fuck niggas (yeah)
I need my fire for these fuck niggas, I see now

I see now, I need my fire for these fuck niggas (grrah)
No deal (baow, baow, baow, baow)
No, no deal
(No, no, no, no)
(No, no)