About this song

No Comment is a track by Fredo, taken from the album “Motion Sickness”, released June 19, 2026 on BIORDI. It runs 3:02. Use the Deezer link above to stream the full song.

The truth hurts and you boys are harmless, hmm They wanna know what's goin' on, they'll see Yo, they say I'm flooded like a tap (Tap) They say I'm on the run and I ain't even commentin' on that But if I'm runnin', I'm still runnin' up them racks (Racks) In this game full of lies, I'm the one who does the facts I give her ten racks, that's when I fill her luggage up with packs Always planned to be the boss, so I didn't cover up my tats Fuck what I'm spittin' in the booth 'cause how I'm livin' is the proof They say that my account's froze, but I just spent a half a million with Hoosh Like shh, I hear the talkin' in the street Like I'm never comin' home, bet it gets awkward when we meet Still I'm travellin' the world with my girl, I love you more than I can speak I bought the Bentley truck off Jay and I was bored of it in weeks Niggas actin' like that talkin' isn't cheap I ain't been talkin', niggas know I do more walkin' than I speak Still I'm ridin' round Phuket, Glock 40 in my Jeep And if the feds try to stop me, pay them forty then I leave (That's facts) Listen, fuck a trick, I keep a mortgage up my sleeve (Sleeve) A hundred P's crossin' through the border then I eat (Eat) I'm really livin' like that, I ain't just talkin' on a beat These times, you boys are faker than them pages that tell Georgia that I cheat It's been a while since I ordered me a key Now I can smile 'cause that's what man are orderin' from me I really wish there was a way that there was more that I could feed That's why I'm hustlin', tryna make way more than I could need And I'm sorry for them promises I made (I'm sorry) that I couldn't keep But I can promise you that there's no poverty again I thought that when I made a million, I'd probably behave I had run a couple M's, still them robberies the same And women love a grey tracksuit till you rock it in the cage (Cage) This Bentley is a Flying Spur like Tottenham away ('Way) I used to have so many friends, but money's really gotten in the way But if it's gotten in the way, then you was not even my mate So let's not even debate, 'cause it's not even debatable These days, we don't relate because our lives are not relatable Where I'm from, I didn't break a rule, I had to break 'em all Shottin' cells with little Remy on the way to school Management's been askin' how I'm managin', I'm managin' But guessin' all distressin' could be damagin' I should be out in public, but I'm hidin', it's embarrassin' My life been goin' backwards like the Lord wrote it in Arabic You pussies goin' hard for attention Straight victims, but now I'm gonna give you a mention Last New Year's, forty thousand just to go and party the section Could've bought the best watch out of Marlow's collection Won't find a nigga like me, I'm a bit rare (Yeah) Jackets all mink, I come in lookin' like a big bear I don't smoke fags, but niggas know I keep a SIG near Just like my management, I gotta keep it sincere This Rollie's glowin' like I'm workin' on the skin care Plus he got a brother and it's the same colour, it's a twin pair (Twin) No, I ain't slippin' when I'm out there, know [it's?] in here Say we're the reason brothers disappeared to thin air My coke dries quicker than some swimwear You've been talkin' all my life, when really you don't have a clue, haven't you? I clear it all up if I cared, but I don't happen to (I don't happen to) (ADB, play that shit)

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More from Motion Sickness

Full tracklist

  1. 01 Damn 4:02
  2. 02 Way Out 3:23
  3. 03 Mazzaleen 3:47
  4. 04 Rappin' n Trappin' II 2:58
  5. 05 Runnin 2:47
  6. 06 Birthday 2:35
  7. 07 Choir 2:44
  8. 08 Favourite In The Slums 2:19
  9. 09 The Truth 2:41
  10. 10 Why 3:24