No Evidence Nieman J & Eric Bellinger

[Chorus: Nieman J]
Bossed up, won't settle
I'll never starve again
She thick, she special
'Til I broke her heart again (yeah)
Which whip? Which bezel?
It's gon' be hard to pick
New level, new devil
But bitch, I'ma God to this
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I can't be regular, no (oh)
I spilt the blood on the floor (oh)
Where did the evidence go?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I guess we never will know (oh)
Pick a petal off a rose
Pedal, metal, then I go

[Verse 1: Nieman J]
You know imma pop my shit
Never seen a drive like this
Niggas hate, tryna implicate
But I'm sorry, that is not my drip
I thank God with a verse like this
And you know I'm a first-round pick (yeah)
And it's 2020, what these niggas doin'?
If you broke then it don't make sense
I fish bowled it, I don't need tints
And I own it, I don't do rent
I felt soulless, it made me sick
The game got cold, try to make me bend
Long as I'm on, then the AP chill
Niggas can't tell me shit
I'm the wave, they seasick
A nigga can't make me quit