Текст песни No Holidays - YNW Melly
Oh,
ooh,
ooh,
oh
Trill
got
the
juice,
nigga
Salute
Ayy,
I'm
in
this
motherfuckin'
four,
four
by
four
cell
Man,
I
just
runnin'
around
hittin'
licks
Lookin'
in
mirrors
and
shit
No
Christmases,
no
Thanksgiving,
this
shit
here
get
sad
No
4th
of
July,
man,
I
swear
your
ass'll
be
mad
Just
thinkin'
'bout
what
you
need
to
do
And
turnin'
up
with
your
gang
And
how
you
miss
'em
and
they
miss
you
too
But
you
cannot
hang
Don't
talk
about
them
holidays,
no
holidays
I
was
locked
up
for
them
holidays,
no
holidays
No
holidays,
hey
No
holidays,
no
holidays
Imagine
bein'
locked
up
for
all
of
your
holidays
Bitch,
it's
Thanksgiving,
wait,
damn,
bruh,
it's
Christmas?
I
woke
up
in
the
same
damn
mat,
and
this
food
ain't
delicious
I
knew
if
I
was
out
though,
my
dawg's
mama'd
be
whippin'
She'd
be
cookin'
that
good
food,
all
in
that
kitchen
Bitch,
I'm
in
the
can
(Ayy,
uh)
Lookin'
in
the
mirror
like
wait,
find
yourself
Man,
you
really
need
to
find
yourself
Don't
need
to
depend
on
no
one
else
And
they
tryna
tell
me
line
up
for
lunch
I
don't
wanna
eat
that
shit
right
There,
that
shit
ain't
really
brunch
(Uh-uh)
They
puttin'
other
shit
in
that
food,
oh,
damn
you
Don't
let
them
crackers
lock
you
up
and
then
program
you
The
government
is
really
dirty,
ayy
They
lockin'
all
of
them
young
niggas
who
thuggin'
In
the
trenches
Front
with
them
30s,
huh
But
them
niggas
just
gotta
get
it
‘Cause
that's
how
they're
livin'
and
that's
how
it
goes,
huh
Them
niggas
just
tryna
get
it
They
tryna
get
money,
don't
fuck
on
these
hoes
No
Christmases,
no
Thanksgiving,
this
shit
here
get
sad
No
4th
of
July,
man,
I
swear
your
ass'll
be
mad
Just
thinkin'
'bout
what
you
need
to
do
And
turnin'
up
with
your
gang
And
how
you
miss
'em
and
they
miss
you
too
But
you
cannot
hang
Don't
talk
about
them
holidays,
no
holidays
I
was
locked
up
for
them
holidays,
no
holidays
No
holidays,
hey
No
holidays,
no
holidays
Imagine
bein'
locked
up
for
all
of
your
holidays
This
turkey
dry
as
fuck,
don't
wanna
eat
it
(Don't
eat
it,
ayy)
No
pussy
in
this
cell,
I
had
to
beat
it
(Had
to
masturbate)
I'm
in
the
science
classroom
learnin'
'bout
a
fetus
(‘Bout
a
baby)
Spray
Gildan
Bob
Barker,
no
Adidas
(No
Adidas
on)
My
young
niggas
still
out
there
With
them
heaters
(With
them
40
Glocks)
No
Juvy,
still
out
here
trainin'
Them
eaters
(Trainin'
them
ratchet
hoes)
Can't
sleep
at
night,
can't
sleep
at
night
Can't
sleep
at
night,
oh
no,
no,
no
They
don't
wanna
see
a
nigga
make
it
out
this
cell
I
can
see
it
in
their
eyes
(Yeah)
Are
you
surprised?
(Are
you
surprised?)
That
we
made
it
this
far?
(We
made
it
this
far?)
They
don't
wanna
see
you
make
it
(Wanna
see
you
make
it)
But
they
know
that
you
a
star
Told
you,
man,
lil'
baby
want
get
faded
You
can
be
Freddy,
fuck
nigga,
I'm
Jason
All
these
ratchet
young
niggas
chasin'
Say
he
got
a
feelin',
lil'
nigga,
better
face
it,
yeah,
yeah
They
don't
make
guns
in
jail
You
better
learn
how
to
take
the
L
I
pray
to
God
I
prevail,
fuck
it,
the
judge
wish
me
well
Ain't
no
holidays
when
you
in
that
cell
It
ain't
no
holiday
that
can
save
you
No
Christmases,
no
Thanksgiving,
this
shit
here
get
sad
No
4th
of
July,
man,
I
swear
your
ass'll
be
mad
Just
thinkin'
'bout
what
you
need
to
do
And
turnin'
up
with
your
gang
And
how
you
miss
'em
and
they
miss
you
too
But
you
cannot
hang
Don't
talk
about
them
holidays,
no
holidays
I
was
locked
up
for
them
holidays,
no
holidays
No
holidays,
hey
No
holidays,
no
holidays
Imagine
bein'
locked
up
for
all
of
your
holidays
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