Bigga Don - No Label Lyrics

Oh, no, no no. Oh no, no, no no
I don't want a label no no. I don't want a label
I don't want a label (Oh no) I don't want a label no no, oh no no

I don't want a label, I don't want a name
I don't give a f*ck, I don't care about the fame
Shit is getting ugly, cause you screaming f*ck Me
And you said you love Me, but it ain't the same
And they took Chef Kuyler, why you had to die?
Why you had to be a homicide? It was many nights a nigga cried
Cause My nigga in the sky, and My mama found a ounce (Ohh)
She cried but she didn't kick Me out, no
I thank you mom and I'ma make you proud
I swear that's I'ma but you a house, I'ma buy you a house. I was riding out late
Mama didn't know what to do, we was coming home around 2
We was bussin moves, nigga it was Me and My crew
We was sleep in the V, and she didn't have a clue
And My Mama drive the bus now, one day she gon have a bust down
In the field, tryna get a touchdown
Niggas sleep, I'ma wake em up now, I'ma wake em up (Wake em up now)
I don't want a label, and we play wit dracos
Leave you on a shirt with a halo, and I got some killas on a payroll
Do what I say so, for the peso. Boy you better lay low, when I say so
And I look up to the sky (Ohhh) and I ask Myself why?
Why? Kuyler had to die?
Why? Bandana had to go?
Rest In Peace to Uncle Joe and Aunty O
I don't want a label no. We ain't have no cable ohhh
(Oh no no no) I don't want a label no no, oh no no
(Oh no no no) (Ohhhh no)