No Favours Songtext
von Footsie

Don′t do me no favours, I don't need it
Thanks for the offer, it′s cool I'll leave it
Beef, it's a hand ting, cool I′m squeezing
I′ll make a opp boy run, breezing
Don't do me no favours, I don′t need it
Thanks for the offer, it's cool I′ll leave it
Beef, it's a hand ting, cool
Yeah, Greazy


I know haters pray, for my downfall or my dismay
But I display strength to the enemy
Them boys they can′t fuck with my energy
Man better store that straight in your memory
Fuck what who you telling me
Get that clear, if you want a long ting you can get that here
Make a phone call and get that square, yeah
I put in the work for the greatness
None of these guys don't know what pain is
Show man blood on the stainless
If I write this down, then you're gonna see blood on the pages
Look I′ve been a don for ages, and it′s gonna get longer still
'Cause I′m in the studio puttin' in work
And trust me I′m gonna get stronger still
Yeah, still on it, still filled with hunger, I still want it
That wicked man vibe I've still got it
And if the move ain′t right I stall on it
Nah I'm not in on no long tings, man I make two moves I'm on tings
Come to grab my dose get lift up
Who this shit with his face all stiff up
My man don′t see a hundred kick ups
Man they scared niggas squats or sit-ups
My squad, we move tight, no split ups
Make sure the move goes right, no hiccups
Yeah, that′s squad goals
You man score them own goals

Don't do me no favours, I don′t need it
Thanks for the offer, it's cool I′ll leave it
Beef, it's a hand ting, cool I′m squeezing
I'll make a opp boy run, breezing
Don't do me no favours, I don′t need it
Thanks for the offer, it′s cool I'll leave it
Beef, it′s a hand ting, cool
Yeah, Greazy


I'm the plug, I stay good with the flavours
I′m live on my block when I bop to the shop
I show love to my neighbours
See them YG's there?, they′re dangerous
Man don't care you are, you're nameless
You can get shot and end up famous
That′s where I′m at
I look, a young guy lost his life
And I'm wondering why, yeah that′s where I'm at
Where′s his savior then?
Man wanna rep for the ends, guys come with skengs
No favours then
Don't come with your hands out
Man can′t try work brain on me, 'cause I know where his gangs 'bout
I work hard, tryna see what my plans at
I told mom pray that it will pans out
Yeah, pray for me
In the darkest night there′s gotta be a way for me
Man′s lurkin', don′t get yourself caught in the gherkin
I see a man acting hard, but trust me my yute none of that's working
Man′s been on it from early
Kid don't no my tings certi
Come to grab my dose get lift up
Who this shit with his face all stiff up
My man don′t see a hundred kick ups
Man they scared niggas squats or sit-ups
My squad, we move tight, no split ups
Make sure the move goes right, no hiccups
Yeah, that's squad goals
You man score them own goals

Don't do me no favours, I don′t need it
Thanks for the offer, it′s cool I'll leave it
Beef, it′s a hand ting, cool I'm squeezing
I′ll make a opp boy run, breezing
Don't do me no favours, I don′t need it
Thanks for the offer, it's cool I'll leave it
Beef, it′s a hand ting, cool
Yeah, Greazy