No Forgiveness - Unknown T, Nafe Smallz

The sun came up

I made it turn to winter

The road game foul

You know these roads are bitter

There’s no forgiveness

No feelings on this road to riches

Rolls Royce, got it chauffeur driven

Rose Rollie, and these stones are hittin', yeah

No face, no trace, gang step on ching

Come bathe like Bape

Keep pounds in the base

Re-up on the stamp, then step on the flake

You focus on Yats, I don’t do dinner dates

W clock the DI plates

Moretim, I’m too Ubery like Drake

Police on my clart, I’m back, now it’s make or break

Bro just hit up a opp on crash

Time to go the Sheikh

You can’t ring chat, that’s bait

My babes found my tool and she told me behave

Never lack can my pride’s on stake

Crack Houdini or Pebb Rock Genie

Thick Gyal wanna T-bone with steak

Yo dats a mistake

Dem man can’t jump on the wave

Man been in the trap like Nafe

Mmm, the sun came up

I made it turn to winter

The road game foul

You know these roads are bitter

There’s no forgiveness

No feelings on this road to riches

Rolls Royce, got it chauffeur driven

Rose Rollie, and these stones are hittin', yeah

The money come either way

Feds outside tryna build a case

Stressed out, said they won’t free my mates

Still praying he beat his case

Free up, free up, I love me a gyal with a ass

But I hate when the booty’s fake

My time don’t last but she love take arch

So da bitch complain

I’m toxic, feelings erased

Ride alone

My brother still shoot if I’m right or wrong

Light the dro

The weed too loud, you can’t hide this smoke

And we hide two Samurais in coats

The whip got pulled nah we rise and toast

Rise and toast, 19 ghost

Man still ghost

Rock with a stainless steel for the gangnem

Yanks near torsos, back on a random

Opps been abandoned

I turned my hometown gold

One day I’ma turn that platinum

Rise up the Canon

Glad that my homeboys patterned the Buju, no Banton

Get slimed for ya chattin'

Byow flick corn in abundance, 'course we don’t ration

Mmm, the sun came up

I made it turn to winter

The road game foul

You know these roads are bitter

There’s no forgiveness

No feelings on this road to riches

Rolls Royce, got it chauffeur driven

Rose Rollie, and these stones are hittin', yeah, yeah

Mmm, the sun came up

I made it turn to winter

The road game foul

You know these roads are bitter

There’s no forgiveness

No feelings on this road to riches

Rolls Royce, got it chauffeur driven

Rose Rollie, and these stones are hittin', yeah, yeah