No Explanation (feat. Pusha T )

Y'all ready y'all ready right This still got me a lil' confused you know what I mean Y'all ready right Yeah Okay yeah Back up back up Been in my mind lately hah been in my mind Yeah Yeah harder to find lately Yeah y'all better get ready Yeah Wrote this accompanied by a lil' reefer My Beats pill speaker Yeah And my two hundred milliliter Hennessey I hit your lil' chica told that bitch to ven aqui Then proceed to bend the knees Yeah I been a G livin' life the way I please Came from the middle of the East like I'm Lebanese Bottom line these MCs lobotomized a thousand times If we talkin' 'bout their rhyme for rhyme Yeah My stats combined got stocks and bonds Multiply my worth ten times by twenty-nine nigga I ain't lyin' I'm already on my seventh figure But I got other things on my mind that's much bigger Yeah Like bein' the voice to this voiceless generation And fill the void Right I can't avoid this temptation When I exploit I explode off detonation Push my buttons and I go off with no explanation Haha Been in my mind lately yeah been in my mind So harder to find lately harder to find You best keep runnin' the brother on me back But I just keep comin' Yeah niggas on the Act' And they just beef runnin' Push hit you in them tracks But it all means nothin' Yeugh nothin' nothin' Cold cases murder niggas on a daily basis Luminol flow no traces I am the blacklight my whole career off of crack right Olympic divin' in this money watch me jackknife My rap life ain't like yours I'm really goin' home to five stories and bright walls Tied James Paytons he said he got my one-of-ones waitin' Why y'all thinkin' James Evans Jr. Four and a half karats of tumor At Nick Bhindi like Slick Rick the Ruler Say less about your jewelers You overpaid for it while bae ignore it Your shit is just made for TV thank Draya for it VIP sections can't be recorded You might catch a housewife Where niggas pay 'em like they weigh and drop it outright Get your count right we can talk numbers Single file add up my digits 'til next summer niggas I'm like the Wizard of Oz on the yellow brick road Right Ride slow with the iron man What else New flows for your dome right out the fryin' pan Right Got that free smoke you inhale through your diaphragm I'm eatin' now had to change up my diet plan Yeah Never lyin' I am lion fang Comin' for the biggest cats in the food chain Kill 'em all the only thing left the fools chain And who to blame Is it written raps or ancient artifacts Yeah And niggas rippin' tracks and spittin' all the facts Drippin' out my cardiac arrest is not needed to my body flat Nah killin' shows stackin' bodybags Catch you where the zombies at Underground kings niggas honor that My forward-thinkin' make 'em all rewind it back Yeah Way ahead of my time I surpass niggas This a daily reminder that I am that nigga Badmon ting Stupid stupid stupid Been in my mind lately yeah been in my mind So harder to find lately harder to find You best keep runnin' the brother on me back But I just keep comin' niggas on the Act' And they just beef runnin' hit you in them tracks But it all means nothin' nothin' nothin'