Slimelife Shawty – “No Brakes”

Slimelife Shawty - No Brakes (prod. Kappa & Nile Waves) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Slimelife Shawty returns with the visuals to the Kappa & Nile Waves-co-produced “No Brakes” track. Watch the video, listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Slimelife Shawty No Brakes
Slimelife Shawty No Brakes

Atlanta’s own Slimelife Shawty, who recently inked a deal with Lil Durk’s Only The Family records, has recently dropped off his brand new single “No Brakes.” Opting to hold it down on the solo front, Slimelife takes to a melancholic piano trap banger and fires off two verses worth of wrath and retribution. “I’ma let this cutta ride, I’ma shoot up how ’em killed my man and how my brothers died,” he raps. “Turn me up, don’t turn me down, fuck the other side, they just other guys.”

There’s something deeply honest about his approach, which gives Slimelife Shawty’s “No Brakes” a welcome authenticity. Stylistically, Shawty’s brutal depictions of street life are given deeper subtext by the pain evident in his voice. Yet as he tells it, the pain only served to turn his heart cold. “Them n**as forget me in, I know they lesson learned,” he raps, turning his back without flinching. “I know they feelings hurt, I know they heart burned.”

Slimelife Shawty – No Brakes (prod. Kappa & Nile Waves)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Kap, your name’s on the beat)
Straight the fuck up, nigga, let’s do it

[Chorus]
Pop my shit like every time ’cause I know they watch me
Peep the rearview when I ride, keep this Glock on side of me
Don’t hate me, just be proud of me, my opps lowkey be proud of me
I’m way before my time, and it’s on slime, it ain’t no stopping me
I done got my mind right and fucked around, got me a bag
I done got my mind right, try this shit, I beat your ass
Oh, you think we need your ass? Think we need your ass?
Think we need your ass? Stomp the gas and leave you where you are

[Verse 1]
I’ma let this cutta ride, I’ma shoot up how ’em killed my man and how my brothers died
Turn me up, don’t turn me down, fuck the other side, they just other guys
You fucking with the other side, you ducking with the other side for life
But it don’t bother me, don’t tell me how I oughta be
Tell me who go harder than me, we start the beef, no pardon me
Let me in, bitch, pardon me, bitch, different art as me
Pussy, pardon me, this shit a part of me
Taking these drugs, I hope I don’t die, I been thinking ’bout suicide
I don’t wanna wake up tryna shoot nobody, this lifestyle do or die
Might go cop that brand-new Benz, tryna put my mom inside it
I’m toting that big ol’ body, I’m toting that big ol’ body
And we got big ol’ guns, and we got big ol’ bodies
And we got big ol’ funds, Shawty flip anybody
I can flip anybody, if it’s on, when it’s on CJ
You gon’ hear about it, we really living like that

[Chorus]
Pop my shit like every time ’cause I know they watch me
Peep the rearview when I ride, keep this Glock on side of me
Don’t hate me, just be proud of me, my opps lowkey be proud of me
I’m way before my time, and it’s on slime, it ain’t no stopping me
I done got my mind right and fucked around, got me a bag
I done got my mind right, try this shit, I beat your ass
Oh, you think we need your ass? Think we need your ass?
Think we need your ass? Stomp the gas and leave you where you are

[Verse 2]
Straight out the dirt, no worm
I’m pulling up, big worm
And I ain’t gon’ never forget to touch, you boys just wait your turn
Them niggas forget me in, I know they lesson learned
I know they feelings hurt, I know they heart burned
Be the set, can’t settle for less, don’t play like that, oh nah
I bleed the set, you believe ’em, check that nigga, I’m be your dawg
Don’t believe in that, you believe in that, you crazy, a-wall
He ’bout to go a-wall, he ’bout to go a-wall
Bitch clapping because of me, keep the fire above the seat
I believe that boy’d cut off his hand before he touch a G
Hope you don’t think ’bout touching me, touch me, dutch me
Right hand to God, trust me, trigger finger not rusty
Like ra-ra-ra-ra-ra, shake the crowd
I build and lay it down, I bet it make a sound
I bet I make it down, nah for real

[Chorus]
Pop my shit like every time ’cause I know they watch me
Peep the rearview when I ride, keep this Glock on side of me
Don’t hate me, just be proud of me, my opps lowkey be proud of me
I’m way before my time, and it’s on slime, it ain’t no stopping me

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