M.o.p. - No Shame lyrics
rate me(Hook)
Listen, don't be mad at him, cuz he ain't dim
Don't be ashamed of him, cuz seein' him,
He bustin' his ass for you out here, tryna win
You speakin' bout him bad when ya talkin' to yo friends
(I don't speak about him bad when I'm speakin' to my friends)
(I ain't mad at him cuz he ain't dim)
(I'm a lil disappointed, cuz seein' him)
(When the people goin' hard, he would win)
(Verse)
He'll neva receive the support he deserve from you
Took his pride off the sleeve, layed that on the curve for you
Chase chips and small pockets round the earth for you
Cuz in his heart he down to do whateva works fo' you
And you paint the perception like he lame sayn
(He ain't goin' hard) well, maybe the man drained
Cuz you don't see tears don't mean it ain't pain
From years of tryin' to get it
Or maybe the strain of you and ya girl on ya horn, gazin' at the stars
Happy about some shit that ain't got shit to do with y'all
And you neva turn to say (big good, you came for)
Or (grindin', you was the man, and all ya stand for)
Forget the house and the cars, top shelf at the bar
Neva mind the crystal clear diamonds on yo arm
Cuz it don't mean shit, it came, it went
The deposit checked in the bank, it came, you spent
He a grown man, he understand you gone thin
Though some stuff will bounce off, some leak dense
He's a lil confused on who ya tryna convince
If they eva did the math, it would neva make sense
I'm sayn
(Hook)
Listen, don't be mad at him, cuz he ain't dim
Don't be ashamed of him, cuz seein' him,
He bustin' his ass for you out here, tryna win
You speakin' bout him bad when ya talkin' to yo friends
(I don't speak about him bad when I'm speakin' to my friends)
(I ain't mad at him cuz he ain't dim)
(I'm a lil disappointed, cuz seein' him)
(When the people goin' hard, he would win)
(Verse 2)
He identify with the people that's like me
They give me inspiration and motivation to keep movin' forward
(Move on!) See him ballin'? (I see him) Just ignore it
(Right) You stressed to have ya sittin' in prison, I can't call it
See, homie neva bagged shit, ain't about to borrow
Catch a chizzle, carvin' out a piece for tomorrow
He used to be a dope boy, homie made thousands
But now he ? his wisdom as kids and ?
Finna like he's stuck in the cage
His own lady riffin' out when his son is comin' of age
He don't wanna go to school unless he's affordin' em J's
But it's nothin', OG just caught in the face
We all servin' the master to make a masterpiece
Praisin' the serpent fast, but only the master feast
And while the master ? we regret it
One day, his family will get it
It ain't about to shine now, it's a different town now
Stay truly yoself and you can find out
You just gotta be the best that you can
And let a grown man be a man
And I'm sayn
(Hook)
Listen, don't be mad at him, cuz he ain't dim
Don't be ashamed of him, cuz seein' him,
He bustin' his ass for you out here, tryna win
You speakin' bout him bad when ya talkin' to yo friends
(I don't speak about him bad when I'm speakin' to my friends)
(I ain't mad at him cuz he ain't dim)
(I'm a lil disappointed, cuz seein' him)
(When the people goin' hard, he would win)
