No Deal - Quadeca, Moxas

Look, yeah

I got them sniffin' at they nose again

They know it’s him

The dopest hymns

The dopest pen

All of my quotes avenge

All of my fallen friends

Haven’t been regular since

I got irregular senses

Everyone know I’m relentless

Think I’ma turn into Ventus

Gettin' my-

Gettin' my keyblade

The women I relay

They lovin' to eat cake

I put it in replay

I’m choppin' the beat into minerals each day

I got a petite, aye

She wanted the DA

I gave her the d, aye

Could it be my b-day

I open the mail and it gotta be cheesecake

I gotta receive pay

I never be steppin' up out of my line I’m ahead of my time

You takin' time is a waste of my time

Takin' my time is a sacred crime

Criminal killin' 'em venomous rhythm and

Flow that is colder than Ritalin

I do not care 'bout the numbers

I’m only concerned with my count of the dividends

I was just workin' on studyin' frequency I’m 'bout to hit 'em with sibilance

We gotta wait 'til the end of the movie to really realize who the venom is

Codeine I don’t sip, aye

That shit liquid heroin it left me with a limp, aye

Stop, took that bitch and left these hoes bent, aye

That’s the reason you should never leave her with a pimp, aye

Sent your girl back, damn, left her with a simp, aye

Gas got her floatin' she not up there on a blimp, aye

Up there on a blimp

I came up here on a whim

Now they talk about Quadeca shouldn’t fuck around with him

I’ve been chilling at the top and you can’t touch the fuckin' rim

Now they say my music’s godly all my songs is like a hymn

Any of your music is like a sin

It put me to bed I don’t need Vicodin

I get that it’s hell to be living a shell, you be typing them L’s

I’m the type to win

They talk about politics

Lookin' anonymous

Ain’t on the polls so they write me in

Kill tracks they a crime to spin

So I got a court date (cordae), YBN

Freak out when I begin

Trynna get richer than Iron Man

I gotta pull strings like a violin

I do not want things to violent

I used to pull up to the store but I needed some more cause I never had mine to

spend

Now I pull up to the store with racks to floor I’m like fuck it i’m buying it

I just ran into your girl she like hi again

Must think that I’m high again

Has to be something thats wrong in my brain

Can somebody look at the wiring

They say I should get a psychiatrist

But I don’t need nothing to quiet this

That brain is the only thing keeping me sane

I guess it’s the reason that I exist, yeah

They me I should chill, for real

I tell 'em I’m just trying to get my mills, ayy

They think I need to get up on the pills

That is not the case, Howie tell em no deal, ayy

Ayy, no deal I said no deal

While I pull up in a bat-mobile, ayy

I just tell em no deal

You coppin' all that ice but I know you won’t heal, ayy

No deal I said no deal, ayy

While I pull up in a bat-mobile

Yeah, I just tell em no deal

You coppin' all that ice but I know you won’t heal, ayy