No Angel Oliver Francis (Ft. ​nothing, nowhere.)

[Verse 1: Oliver Francis]
This the end of all that fake shit
I'm y'all replacement
Ain't no difference between you rappers
Y'all all make the same shit
Yeah, my flow is phenomenal
Build the beat like Bionicle
I'm the proof that if you really want it, this shit is possible
Yeah, the whip is lemon scented and the windows is tinted
Had to switch it up a bit so I could say it's authentic
Lil' bitch gon' run and tell all of your friends that the old Oliver's dead
I'll stop pretending, think I'm just gonna be myself instead
I do this shit for everyone who's showin' me love
I'm either workin' on the music or I'm rollin' it up
Man, y'all so played out, you trendy rappers gots to go
If you lookin' for that fire, know you fuckin' with a pro
You see me spark that cigarillo, then I take a puff (Take a puff, yeah)
Some days I want to call it quits, feel like I've had enough (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You got me so fucked up if you think I'm 'bout to quit
'Cause I care way too much about my family and this rappin' shit
No, you won't find me at the club, I bottle pop at the crib
Rollin' up and celebratin' all of my accomplishments
This right here on some honest shit
I'm only rappin' from my heart
If I was worried 'bout the hits
I'd make some pop shit for the charts
In my bedroom zonin' out
Know my drip gon' end the drought
All the kids who rockin' with me, ya'll know what we talkin' 'bout
Yo, this the end of all that fake shit, I'm y'all replacement
Ain't no difference between you rappers
Y'all all make the same shit, bitch