No Way Video (MV)

Niggas in the pen, niggas in the bando
Free Joe, Free Geren
Got 'em locked
OT bitch don't know what it stands for
Means that you better be watching your back door
Never know might hear bangs like a dancefloor
Someone might clap, clap like a shag raw
Now, let's move to the road vibes
Talk about building a weed or a coke line
Or both, 'cause you move like a hungry don
Got too much food and I want it gone
Like a kid that's too skinny
Only real trappers and 'ooters can move with me
Like you move two Qs then you're Al Capone
But you ain't never slept in the house alone
Sitting on nothing but thousands bro
Wave the wand, now you see it, now you don't
Loud packs I was selling not smoking
Door's on lock fam, never left open
Don't wanna touch cells, don't wanna touch graves
So you see me out, seizing the day
Chasing this pay, paving the way
Imma do what I do 'cause you ain't got a say
I said you ain't got a say no way
Told 'em when they land they will be okay
You're my brothers man, I feel your pain
When you land you will see things change
She got a bad back, like a old man
No satnav but I know the road fam
No slow jams just a bag of bars
But I wanna come off the road like I crashed a car
So if u wanna draw me out better hurt my prof
Lick shots from the spot like Berbatov
Straight marksman if I let burners off
Pass me that boom bang perfect shot
'Cause the bars come harder than a cliff side
Better when I switch rhymes, which flow this time
I don't diss guys just speak general shit
No disguise 'cause I come peng with it
'Cause my tune kicks like Bruce Lee
See me on your news feed, comments saying cutie
That's too peak just cos I look young
My mobs deep I could never be a shook one
Don't wanna touch cells, don't wanna touch graves
So you see me out, seizing the day
Chasing this pay, paving the way
Imma do what I do 'cause you ain't got a say
I said you ain't got a say no way
Told 'em when they land they will be okay
You're my brothers man, I feel your pain
When you land you will see things change
Niggas in the pen, niggas in the bando
Niggas talk guns, but have they ever banged though
Niggas talk trap, never got a pack sold
Talk about chefs, you don't walk with your Rambo
Little flick knife, get your shit sliced
Roll on any, with a 'chete and a disguise
Got my mask on, get your pack gone
Niggas in the trap, we ain't listening to sad songs
Little tramps don, all the opps are
Persy's a nice whip, still in a hot car
Little pop stars, little divas
Stripping out your yard to the bone like some cleaners
C6, u know we keep it,
Trill in the ends, seeing tenz in a mean whip
You're a banger, can you shoot it though
I Got it on me in the strip or the studio
Don't wanna touch cells, don't wanna touch graves
So you see me out, seizing the day
Chasing this pay, paving the way
Imma do what I do 'cause you ain't got a say
I said you ain't got a say no way
Told 'em when they land they will be okay
You're my brothers man, I feel your pain
When you land you will see things change