No Celebrations

[Intro: Hit-Boy]
Yeah
Jansport J
Hit-Boy, for real, the real

[Verse 1: Hit-Boy]
Reelin' in the big catch
Scrollin' through my index, like I rep a crip set
I'm sprayin' blood sucking insects
Hope it make a big mess (Hope it make a big mess)
Niggas see through, like they bathin' in Windex, uh
Came a long way but ain't no celebrations
Lead by example, lead by demonstration
Might've been scarred but shit I never was scared
Had to put on my best, this occasion is rare
Countdown from top square, ball drop
Givin' bitches up, this ain't adoption
Can't trust 'em, they be talkin'
Singin' like Randy Watson, nigga (Randy Watson, nigga)

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
Peep the game, bitches changes, niggas change (Niggas change)
End of the day the real remain, what more can I say?

[Verse 2: Hit-Boy]
As I reflects, I used to sit on the steps
I used to play DMX
Runnin' back ATF, the past it left me crazy stress
The truth could light the way (The truth could light the way)
At the light, I got the right away
Flew on the pedal, they gave me no choice, they givin' out trash deals
In every song you hear me heal
Why niggas hate me? I'm probably too real (I'm probably too real, I'm probably too real)

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
The truth could light the way (The truth could light the way)
At the light, I got the right away (Way, way)

[Verse 3: Hit-Boy]
Givin' this shit all I have (Have)
Niggas ain't knowin' the half
Holiday season, I been in my bag
I think it's funny the world won't let you be great
But tell you that you should be grateful
Niggas still hate that ain't news
I'ma just tell you to stay smooth
Keep a stash spot, black Glock, resort to wild antics
I catch him out in traffic
Survivin' off my talents (Talents)
I see pics from your party, I'm sorry for my absence (I'm sorry)
My passion on passion to Christ, like southern baptists (Ah, shit)
The light, the way, the truth (Truth)
Parked and I pray in the coupe (Coupe)
We never done payin' our dues (Dues)
Even the masterminds
Bitch I got family ties (For real)
And I'm the one they believe in (Believe in)
Niggas wouldn't know the meaning (Meaning)

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
The truth, the light, the the way (The way, the way)
At the light, I got the right away (Way, way)
Peep the game, bitches changes, niggas change (Niggas change)
End of the day the real remain, what more can I say?

[Outro: Hit-Boy]
Real remain, the real remain, hey
What more can I say?
The real remain, hey
Hit-Boy
My boy Jansport from the cove
West Coast history
They told me do this shit
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah