Lyrics
No Way Brother, Oh No!
I was late to the party in the City,
Heart heavy like a brick, man this shit aint pretty.
Swag on low, but Im dreaming of the high life,
Stacking paper, chase the hustle, thats my whole vibe.
Stepped to the door, and the bass was pumping loud,
Lookin for my lady, but she ain't in the crowd.
Then I spied her dance, moving smooth like a pro,
But damn, turned around, and it was my bro, oh no!
No way should that happen, eh brother,
Taking the love from the realest, we shouldve been tighter.
Private jet dreams, Grammy schemes in the night,
Ain't no way I'm backing down, gotta fight the good fight.
Complicated feelings, cant believe my own eyes,
My hearts racing fast, like a Porsche when it flies.
Rockstar lifestyle, hes got that designer flair,
Rollie gleaming bright, but he ain't playing fair.
Late to the party, but Im catching up fast,
Hes living that dream, but my love? It wont last.
Bitterness creeps, like shadows in my mind,
This ain't the life I wanted, feeling so confined.
No way should that happen, eh brother,
Taking the love from the realest, we shouldve been tighter.
Private jet dreams, Grammy schemes in the night,
Ain't no way I'm backing down, gotta fight the good fight.
Stressed out, Im drowning in a sea of regret,
My hearts on the line, but he aint done yet.
Making moves on my lover like its all a game,
Fears creeping in, man, life aint the same.
Im hyped now, like a phoenix gonna rise up,
Taking back whats mine, show no weakness, just fed up.
No more playing second man, Ill rise and reclaim,
In this complicated life, Im gonna make my name.
No way should that happen, eh brother,
Taking your shot like a thief under cover.
Private jet dreams, Grammy schemes in the night,
Ain't no way I'm backing down, gotta fight the good fight.
No way should that happen, I stand my ground,
In this city of dreams, Ill wear my crown.
Hustler's anthem, Im coming for ya fast,
Hey kid brother, the Ladys mine at last!
No Way Brother, Oh No!
No Way Brother, Oh No!
I was late to the party in the City,
Heart heavy like a brick, man this shit aint pretty.
Swag on low, but Im dreaming of the high life,
Stacking paper, chase the hustle, thats my whole vibe.
Stepped to the door, and the bass was pumping loud,
Lookin for my lady, but she ain't in the crowd.
Then I spied her dance, moving smooth like a pro,
But damn, turned around, and it was my bro, oh no!
Rockstar lifestyle, hes got that designer flair,
Rollie gleaming bright, but he ain't playing fair.
No way should that happen, eh brother,
Taking the love from the realest, we shouldve been tighter.
Private jet dreams, Grammy schemes in the night,
Ain't no way I'm backing down, gotta fight the good fight.
No way should that happen, I stand my ground,
In this city of dreams, Ill wear my crown.
Hustler's anthem, Im coming for ya fast,
Hey kid brother, the Ladys mine at last!
I was late to the party in the City,
Heart heavy like a brick, man this shit aint pretty.
Swag on low, but Im dreaming of the high life,
Stacking paper, chase the hustle, thats my whole vibe.
Stepped to the door, and the bass was pumping loud,
Lookin for my lady, but she ain't in the crowd.
Then I spied her dance, moving smooth like a pro,
But damn, turned around, and it was my bro, oh no!
Rockstar all he got that designer flair,
Rollie gleaming bright, but he ain't playing fair.
No way should that happen, eh brother,
Taking the love from the realest, we shouldve been tighter.
Private jet dreams, Grammy schemes in the night,
Ain't no way I'm backing down, gotta fight the good fight.
No way should that happen, I stand my ground,
In this city of dreams, Ill wear my crown.
Hustler's anthem, Im coming for ya fast,
Hey kid brother, the Lady's mine at last!
