Lyrics Rod Wave – No Deal

No Deal Lyrics – Rod Wave

Singer: Rod Wave
Title: No Deal

That wasn’t funny
But she laughed so hard, she almost cried
They’re countin’ months they’ve been together
Almost forty-nine

(Yo, Sam, this sh#t heat)
He’s making fun of how she acted ’round the holidays
(Damn, Dawson)
She wears a ring, but they tell people that they’re not engaged

They met in class for metaphysical philosophy
He tells his friends, “I like her
‘Cause she’s so much smarter than me”
They’re having talks about their futures until 4 A.M

And I’m happy for them
But I wanna feel all that love and emotion
Be that attached to the person I’m holdin’
Someday I’ll be falling without caution

But for now, I’m only people watchin’
Yeah, uh
Thinking about my life and how far a n#gg# came
Thinking about my life and mistakes a n#gg# made

Steady ducking the reaper, everybody got a day (Grrah)
Hopefully, I’ll be ready for it (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, I told ’em my dreams, they ain’t believe this
I can’t lie, even I couldn’t of seen this

I just was on the bus stop getting high out of my brain
Headphones in listening to Kevin Gates say
Shooting star, shooting star
Rapper with a pistol, that made me a shooting star

Now we all across the globe, three hundred thousand dollar shows
We wasn’t supposed to get this far
This sh#t so crazy how these hoes tryna plot on me (Tryna plot on me)
These n#gg#s hating, want my spot, sending shots at me

Know I f#ck with Sosa, Ghetto, Spec and Tee
Boy, you must ain’t know them boys gon’ park the car jump out on feet
Won’t you pay a n#gg# back for saving ‘ya life
I don’t know yet but I’m a make it right

I’m tryna ball, n#gg#s tryna take my life
I Tell you what a’ll make a gangster change his life
How to make a gangster change his life
Go to sleep with millions in his bank

Wake up in the morning, see his daughter face
Just was broke as a joke, when we was down we was fine
Start achieving his dreams now my life on the line
Tell the label no deal, I need twenty every time

I ain’t coming to Europe if I can’t bring my .45
Tell the label no deal, I need twenty every time
I ain’t coming to Paris if I can’t bring my .4-5 (Oh, woah)
Aye

Tell the label no deal
I’m fine, I can’t come on the road and ride if I can’t bring fire
You know, I need my fire for these f#ck n#gg#s
I need my fire for these f#ck n#gg#s (Yeah)

I need my fire for these f#ck n#gg#s (I seen that)
I seen that, I need my fire for these f#ck n#gg#s (Grrah)
No deal (Baow,baow,baow,baow)
No deal
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