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No Hook Video (MV)




Performed By: NoCap
From Album: Mr. Crawford
Written by: Izayah Alexander, Kobe Crawford, Luke Clay
Year: 2022




NoCap - No Hook Lyrics
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(Damn Dior, this shit crazy)



I'm the type gon' shine without the sun on me

I know niggas died with they gun on 'em

Tryin' to escape my past and get away from it

Still havin' dreams about the hood, I'm way in California

Know you wonder how life is, I wanted you right here

I figured I was wastin' time

I got cubans on my neck and pointers in my ear

I thought that it would make you mine

But I been ballin' without you, I stayed true

Ain't speakin' to no opps, even if my name was Jesus

In jail ain't smoke, no paper route, I hop out with this K too

In Atlanta with them shooters, thought I told you I was brave too

Coupe ain't got no ceiling but my nigga shot like Babe Ruth

Ain't gon' lie I miss you but I know that I can't save you

I can't even count on both my hands for how many times I forgave you, love

You see the pain all through my bracelet, love, yeah

Do two-hundred in that Lamb, put that bitch on Broadway

Go to court and they deny it, that shit come with heartache

A nigga real, they can't deny it, I care nothin' what the blogs say

Them youngins quick to take your route, they care nothin' 'bout no car bait

These niggas standin' on they lies, how f*ck they sleepin'?

Youngin' got bodies on that blick but he still keep it

Came out that dirt, came out that mud, I'm shinin' for a reason

I was blind, they never tried it, come up from the cement

Know they thought I'd be a bum, them foreign cars beepin'

If we was in a race to hatin', them niggas would've beat me

Industry know my flow is sick but they can't find a treatment

Industry full of haters, would've told the doctors keep me

I feel like Kay Flock, it's designer murder when you see me

I sling that chopper in a outfit that I brought from Lenox

I came from nothin', I spend four-hundred on Versace beanies

I keep that nine all in the club, a Gilbert Arenas

Get low and laugh to the bank, I run with hyenas

Michelle Obama at a two but got ass like she Trina

My niggas hustlers, you wonderin' why is my team up?

Ain't have to give 'em shit, they find 'em a plug and they re-up

Airport been on my ass, I had to start swipin' this VISA

Lil Shank keep slangin' iron, I'm thinkin' he thinkin' it's legal

E-V-I-L, turned it backwards and I told my niggas to live

Dodge the case, dodgin' a cell

Know if we go back they gon' try keepin' us in there

Promethazine, it ain't good for my health

Waste a cup of lean and I seen blood everywhere, yeah

I'm gonna move smart, that's what I told my mama

Ayy, Forgiato tires, a nigga come from trauma

Them boys gon' walk up or run down, either one

When the police come, the only time that we'll run

I didn't ever know that I would make it this far

But I was told that stars only shine when it's dark

As long as I'm on earth I'm gon' keep buyin' Audemars

Invested in some plain, all aboard

Next week I pray the judge let a nigga out of court

But I been ballin', I been ballin'

Cup up in my hand, mix the lean with the tears

Let 'em fall in, let 'em fall in

Mama told me God gon' handle all my opps

Uh, told her, "I can't wait, I want 'em right now"

I remember playin' at the park, we sendin' kites now

Wish Geno was sober, I'll have 'em with me right now

Told her that it ain't about no sex, like what's on your mind?

So many people envy my success and hate my life now

Draco clip, it got a curl like Yung Joc, no perm

I just hope it do not go down

Dwellin' on problems, I hope my days get through

Ain't talkin' 'bout Biggie, I put my faith in you

The opps can only make me mad, they can't make me move (damn Dior, this shit crazy)

Still in my city, rollin' through the city
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(Damn Dior, this shit crazy)



I'm the type gon' shine without the sun on me

I know niggas died with they gun on 'em

Tryin' to escape my past and get away from it

Still havin' dreams about the hood, I'm way in California

Know you wonder how life is, I wanted you right here

I figured I was wastin' time

I got cubans on my neck and pointers in my ear

I thought that it would make you mine

But I been ballin' without you, I stayed true

Ain't speakin' to no opps, even if my name was Jesus

In jail ain't smoke, no paper route, I hop out with this K too

In Atlanta with them shooters, thought I told you I was brave too

Coupe ain't got no ceiling but my nigga shot like Babe Ruth

Ain't gon' lie I miss you but I know that I can't save you

I can't even count on both my hands for how many times I forgave you, love

You see the pain all through my bracelet, love, yeah

Do two-hundred in that Lamb, put that bitch on Broadway

Go to court and they deny it, that shit come with heartache

A nigga real, they can't deny it, I care nothin' what the blogs say

Them youngins quick to take your route, they care nothin' 'bout no car bait

These niggas standin' on they lies, how f*ck they sleepin'?

Youngin' got bodies on that blick but he still keep it

Came out that dirt, came out that mud, I'm shinin' for a reason

I was blind, they never tried it, come up from the cement

Know they thought I'd be a bum, them foreign cars beepin'

If we was in a race to hatin', them niggas would've beat me

Industry know my flow is sick but they can't find a treatment

Industry full of haters, would've told the doctors keep me

I feel like Kay Flock, it's designer murder when you see me

I sling that chopper in a outfit that I brought from Lenox

I came from nothin', I spend four-hundred on Versace beanies

I keep that nine all in the club, a Gilbert Arenas

Get low and laugh to the bank, I run with hyenas

Michelle Obama at a two but got ass like she Trina

My niggas hustlers, you wonderin' why is my team up?

Ain't have to give 'em shit, they find 'em a plug and they re-up

Airport been on my ass, I had to start swipin' this VISA

Lil Shank keep slangin' iron, I'm thinkin' he thinkin' it's legal

E-V-I-L, turned it backwards and I told my niggas to live

Dodge the case, dodgin' a cell

Know if we go back they gon' try keepin' us in there

Promethazine, it ain't good for my health

Waste a cup of lean and I seen blood everywhere, yeah

I'm gonna move smart, that's what I told my mama

Ayy, Forgiato tires, a nigga come from trauma

Them boys gon' walk up or run down, either one

When the police come, the only time that we'll run

I didn't ever know that I would make it this far

But I was told that stars only shine when it's dark

As long as I'm on earth I'm gon' keep buyin' Audemars

Invested in some plain, all aboard

Next week I pray the judge let a nigga out of court

But I been ballin', I been ballin'

Cup up in my hand, mix the lean with the tears

Let 'em fall in, let 'em fall in

Mama told me God gon' handle all my opps

Uh, told her, "I can't wait, I want 'em right now"

I remember playin' at the park, we sendin' kites now

Wish Geno was sober, I'll have 'em with me right now

Told her that it ain't about no sex, like what's on your mind?

So many people envy my success and hate my life now

Draco clip, it got a curl like Yung Joc, no perm

I just hope it do not go down

Dwellin' on problems, I hope my days get through

Ain't talkin' 'bout Biggie, I put my faith in you

The opps can only make me mad, they can't make me move (damn Dior, this shit crazy)

Still in my city, rollin' through the city
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Writer: Izayah Alexander, Kobe Crawford, Luke Clay
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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