Zell Marley - No Mo lyrics

He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo Used to be proud of me, but now they don't applaud no mo I used to be so holy, i don't pray to god no mo They used to be the gang, but they ain't squad no mo My mama let me know to never, ever trust these hoes I lost a lot of sh*t, but i guess that's just how the game go Every time you give 'em some, they wanna take a little mo You live and you learn, that most of them bridgеs is prolly gon' burn And most of these ni**as prolly ain't ya mans And most of thesе hoes gon' fu*k up all yo plans I'm still on the road to becoming a man Getting sick and tired of misunderstandings sh*t don't ever go the way that you planned it These ni**as leaches, and they b*tches demanding I put myself first before anyone else I remember tripping tryna kill myself Hard for me to breathe, wouldn't ask for help Tell the truth, that's the only time i failed If you ain't talking bout another play, then i don't wanna know If i can't smoke no reefer on the way, then i don't wanna go He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo Used to be proud of me, but now they don't applaud no mo I used to be so holy, i don't pray to god no mo He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo Used to be proud of me, but now they don't applaud no mo I used to be so holy, i don't pray to god no mo Smoking swisher sweets in the grove Smoking swisher sweets in the grove Most these ni**as acting like some hoes Young ni**a spitting like he got a cold I smoke backwoods like sweets These ni**as dirt under my feet My old hoes still be banging my line 'cause they can't find another me These ni**as be cap, i just stay high that's how i be dealing with them We can let shots fly if that's how you feeling, ni**a Do your ass like fish, b*tch, you gon' fry Mama told me not to trust these ni**as Acting like you gangsta, you know that you not He got him a score to settle, i'm down for whatever I like the fu*k sh*t even better Yeah, i can whoop your ass but i'd rather kill you Tool'll help me break 'em down like bob the builder I can tell by the way you move you not a killer Woadie wanna crash out, ni**a better get a helmet Paid in full, money making zelly My name ain't the baby, but i make a hoe bop If a ni**a talking down, i can make a ni**a stop If he wanna square dance, i'ma spin a ni**a block Punch a ni**a down, mike tyson Like kimbo i slice 'em Finna hit a lick like icing Cold blooded killer, i'ma ice 'em, yeah He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo Used to be proud of me, but now they don't applaud no mo I used to be so holy, i don't pray to god no mo He used to be my dawg, but he ain't my dawg no mo She used to be my shawty, but she ain't my broad no mo Used to be proud of me, but now they don't applaud no mo I used to be so holy, i don't pray to god no mo