NAMELESS Lyrics – Lil Zay Osama

Read the full NAMELESS lyrics by Lil Zay Osama along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
You know what I’m saying
See, we rap ’bout it ’cause we live it, you know what I mean (Fatman, you did this?)
We ain’t never rap ’bout what we ain’t going through, you know
I’m really like the motivation for the trenches though, you know
They look up to me, you know what I’m saying
See what I been through, see where I come from, you know what I’m saying
That’s they motivation

[Chorus]
I was in the streets with the felons, then caught me a felon
N!ggas, we did s*it what they was telling
The opps keep dissing, they music ain’t selling (Uh, uh)
‘Bows through the mail, my shorty gon’ sell it (Uh, uh)
They crashing the strikers, they moving too careless
Lil Ed a savage, I tell him, “Be careful” (Uh)
Your brother keep tweaking, b!tch, you better tell him (Mm, mm)
Boy, I’ll spank s*it, boy, I’ll nail ’em (Mm, mm)
Them n!ggas you hang with tote, you dangerous
RIP Keed, you n!ggas be nameless (Mm, mm, mm)
They never did s*it, they never killed s*it (Killed)
He in the way, foenem gon’ paint it (Mm, mm, mm)
Car was fu*ked up, they was leaving me dangling (Mm)
I was down bad, taking money from strangers (Mm, mm)
Pop me a Xan’ to calm my anger (Mm)
Fu*ked on a b!tch, asked who she banging (Mm, mm)

[Verse]
B!tch, I’m a hundred for sure (Mhm, I know)
I ain’t tote nothing just for show (Mhm, for show)
I need a hundred a show (Mhm, a show)
For every one of my shows (Shows)
I don’t know why they hating on me
Deepthroat, she put that spray on me
They mad they dropped that case on me
Lam’ truck went from A to Z (Ah)
I’m a part of the killers, a part of the dealers

A part of the murderers, I did contribute (Mm, mm)
If it ain’t real, then, n!gga, I don’t feel you (Mm, mm)
If it ain’t real, then, n!gga, I don’t hear you (Mm, mm)
Bro locked up and I hope he appeal it (Mm, mm)
When bro got shot, he was ‘posed be healing (Mm, mm)
Long as I live, blood gon’ keep spilling, hmm
Forever the gang, yeah, yeah, mm (Mm, yeah, uh)
Can’t put dirt on my name, yeah, yeah, mm, mm

[Chorus]
I was in the streets with the felons, then caught me a felon (Mm, mm, mm, mm)
N!ggas, we did s*it what they was telling (Mm, mm)
The opps keep dissing, they music ain’t selling, yeah
‘Bows through the mail, my shorty gon’ sell it (Uh, uh)
They crashing the strikers, they moving too careless (Uh)
Lil Ed a savage, I tell him, “Be careful” (Uh, uh)
Your brother keep tweaking, b!tch, you better tell him (Mm, mm)
Boy, I’ll spank s*it, boy, I’ll nail ’em
Them n!ggas you hang with tote, you dangerous (Mm)
RIP Keed, you n!ggas be nameless (Mm, mm)
They never did s*it, they never killed s*it (Mm)
He in the way, foenem gon’ paint it (Uh)
Car was fu*ked up, they was leaving me dangling (Mm)
I was down bad, taking money from strangers (Mm)
Pop me a Xan’ to calm my anger (Mm)
Fu*ked on a b!tch, asked who she banging (Mm, mm)

[Outro]
(Fatman, you did this?)