No Relation Songtext
von Hackey OG

Chronic Auxiliary

I stopped chasing pussy back in ′08
I quit blowing bread after my teenage
I don't leave the crib, it might be old age
I do things differently, we don′t relate
I stopped chasing pussy back in '08
I quit blowing bread after my teenage
I don't leave the crib, it might be old age
I do things differently, we don′t relate
We don′t relate
I've been cutting ties, getting high
We don′t relate
Only one I trust, that's I


Started social distancing in ′05
Not a number in my phone beside the dope guy
Bandana around my neck 'cause I cut ties
Banana in the TEC ′cause I love life
On camera it's just me, this my real life
Hundred plays or less, fuck, I'm still hot (woo)
Roaches on the floor like in ′09
Now I blow it by the O like my blood type
Fuck the personality, can you fuck right
Where my luck lie, ride that two-ply
Pillow talking, she be with that hoopla
I don′t blame her, spitting on it like I'm Tupac

I stopped chasing pussy back in ′08
I quit blowing bread after my teenage
I don't leave the crib, it might be old age
I do things differently, we don′t relate
I stopped chasing pussy back in '08
I quit blowing bread after my teenage
I don′t leave the crib, it might be old age
I do things differently, we don't relate
We don't relate
I′ve been cutting ties, getting high
We don′t relate
Only one I trust, that's I