No Good - Inspectah Deck

I miss her secretly

And it’s no good for me

Used to run the streets every night and day

Momma love pray please don’t throw your life away

And momma used to say, «Take time young man.

Use your mind wise and devise a

strong plan.»

Then the devil roll up, with his girl temptation

People obey cause they too afraid to face him

Me I wasn’t even tryna break the mold

Just sick of the shit, tryna take control

Through the rain, hail, snow gotta make the dough

That’s the life, right, slowly it’ll take your soul

Felonies adding up, just take my rights

Relationship goals I had to change my life

Got jealous ones judging me

Cops wanna fuck with me

Wanna get the strap but the seeds looking up to me

Living through scrutiny

Eyes on my destiny

Blowin' on blue dream

Listening to Can It Be?

Dying to keep it so hood

At the end of the day you find it no good

The lifestyle, wow it feels so good

Get the girls, sip the Hennessy and smoke woods

You the talk of the town, through the whole hood

On your grind, getting money like you know you should

Sell your soul for the gold, yeah I know you would

Can’t knock you, racked up all the dough you could

Yo, I ain’t gotta tell you if you know the hood

Watch your back, though, bro they up to no good

Teach the young ones, help them make their life better

See it’s cold now, even in the nice weather

A lot of attitudes, people being treated kind of senseless

So relentless, the negativity is endless

Ain’t no love in the city’s heart

This is deep water fit for the biggest shark

Murder, death, killed check the crime rate

Know what a khazer is?

That’s a pig that don’t fly straight

If you ain’t straight then you crooked

99% of the time, if you ain’t make it then you took it

Look, I spit a jewel that the gambler gave you

Never count your money, while you sitting at the table

And all of that won’t even save you

'Cause when you in too deep, these mean streets will claim you

All your soldiers gotta move in line

Or you could be the one that’s on the news at 9

It’s fine, I know you wanna keep it so hood

At the end of the day you find it no good

The lifestyle, wow it feels so good

Get the girls, sip the Hennessy and smoke woods

You the talk of the town, through the whole hood

On your grind, getting money like you know you should

Sell your soul for the gold, yeah I know you would

Can’t knock you, racked up all the dough you could

Yo, I ain’t gotta tell you if you know the hood

Watch your back, though, bro they up to no good