no place for me lyrics – young buck

no place for me

n*body gonna help n*body out here
shut up

[hook:]
with the dope money i refuse to have no money
in the trap but they say no place for me
everything bout money nothing free up
if i didn’t have no place for me
i got a deal with the dope money
i refuse to have no money
in the trial but this ain’t no place for me
everything bout money nothing is free up
if i didn’t have the same no place for me

lock down b*tch i’m stuck in the city
they runnin round town hollin buck in the city
yeah is bricks the hood but ain’t enough the city
me and my n*gg*s eatin good till the government get me
hundred pounds in the rental thousand pills in my pocket
yeah since i got but my young hoes through college
it time so i’m thinking long term
dip the swisher in the lean let it slow burn
been ballin i tell my n*gg*s man it’s your turn
to serve these fiends til they nose burn
these n*gg*s get the look but they hoes turn
so they send they b*tches by their o’s for em
still trapped in this b*tch on probation and all
my daughters want them jordans so i’m breaking the law
i got birds, ounces, quarters, and bundles of raw
i’m out here hustling like i got nothing at all

[hook:]
with the dope money i refuse to have no money
in the trap but they say no place for me
everything bout money nothing free up
if i didn’t have no place for me
i got a deal with the dope money
i refuse to have no money
in the trial but this ain’t no place for me
everything bout money nothing is free up
if i didn’t have the same no place for me

they raid me and we gonna shoot it out
i would die bout this sh*t what is you about
in the trap but the tv’s off but the camera is on
juckie knockin on the door wonder if i’m home
n*gg*s acting surprise they thought i left it alone
them other n*gg*s fallin off but i kept it on
white boy drugs, methadone, i got them poppin bars till they head gone
i thick b*tch she be f*cking with the tabs too
she bout her valums but she gotta have blue
i’m leaning on the leather b*tch i’m doing better
me and quan count money itching on the yellow
my po tryin to slow me down but i never let em
she poppin up whatever but i never sweater
lil b*tch i’m on a whole another level
the all gold rolly with the presidential

[hook:]
with the dope money i refuse to have no money
in the trap but they say no place for me
everything bout money nothing free up
if i didn’t have no place for me
i got a deal with the dope money
i refuse to have no money
in the trial but this ain’t no place for me
everything bout money nothing is free up
if i didn’t have the same no place for me

/ young buck lyrics