No Joke Lyrics - Black Friday - Jay Rock

Starts rotting fertilizer neighborhoods with butter, butter 

Black steel, no mass, no tags, gutter, gutter 

Look up in the skies no stars, helicopters over 

Grab my strap, kiss my mother, bust back duck for cover 

Hit the bound straight hangar, main line speak your mind 

Where you're from, take your time, bust a nigga, no response 

Rest a hater, respirator,No response, green light, go time 

We're all block, I know mine so you know 

One time snitch nigga, bitch nigga, real up with a seven cause that's all I can get nigga 

Small town hustler, me I'm just a governor on my city fuck with me juggle shots to your jugular 

Projects hold me down, A1 customers, A1 army guns, A1 predators, pigs yelling 'man down' 

Got the lost scared of us. Nigga we ain't scared of nothing, break it down show me something 

I don't wanna have to hit you with this phone(?) mane, burn your whole block down like propane 

Over that cocaine, trying to get more change (If you ain't know now know mane) 

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Ab-Soul: 

Slang, game, green, rain, sleet, hail, snow (yeah) 

Finna take another trip to the liquor store 

The fiends when they smoke and you can get smoked cause (These streets ain't no mutha fuckin' joke) 

Back to my bullshit, back on the block with it 

Get it off me I'll flip it, getting off the car flipping 

Mono bitch think I'm tripping, oh no, no dope, w oh no, 30 bucks mo-mo 

What the fuck you thought this was? All i know is doing me 

Flying spur, doing three, got a lane blowing trees 

Homie what you're smoking on? I can get it dirty, I can get it for the low, hard rock of pure blow 

I could show you how to whip it, birdies getting off the show 

Serving quail in the kitchen, remedy for the meal tickets 

Dope gang real wicked, some deals go sour, real niggas locked up 

Snitched on by known cowards, OG told me that's life 

Murders keep me stressed tonight, my daughter keep me level headed 

Reason why I sacrifice, story of a real nigga, this is how I feel nigga 

Come between my peace and mind, get your ass killed nigga 

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I don't wanna have to hit you with this phone(?) mane, burn your whole block down like propane 

Over that cocaine, trying to get more change (If you ain't know now know mane) 

Ab-Soul: 

Slang, game, green, rain, sleet, hail, snow (yeah) 

Finna take another trip to the liquor store 

The fiends when they smoke and you can get smoked cause (These streets ain't no mutha fuckin' joke) 

My mamma tell me dress softly, gotta keep the feds off 

Gotta keep the guns on me, I know the motherfuckers want me 

Know I gotta hold it down, know I gotta run my town 

No tomorrows, never promise, know I gotta get it now 

Know I got a job to finish, know I need to start to grow 

Know I need Lord's forgiveness, know I've been through obstacles 

Know I gotta shit on nigga, know I gotta do my thang 

Knowing that I'm knee deep, know the drama that it brings 

Know I can't trust these hoes, know I can't chase these bitches 

Know I gotta chase this bread, know I gotta push these pencils 

Know I gotta push these drugs, know I gotta paint these pictures 

Know I gotta give it up, know you better mind your business 

Know I gotta stay solid, know I can fall for nothing 

Know I know hard times, know I gotta stay humble 

Know I gotta keep it gangster, know you gotta come and get me 

Know I gotta keep it pushing, know you can't fuck with me 

I don't wanna have to hit you with this phone(?) mane, burn your whole block down like propane 

Over that cocaine, trying to get more change (If you ain't know now know mane) 

Ab-Soul: 

Slang, game, green, rain, sleet, hail, snow (yeah) 

Finna take another trip to the liquor store 

The fiends when they smoke and you can get smoked cause (These streets ain't no mutha fuckin' joke)