No Love
Bitch I do hella drugs, yeah
I sip hella mudd, yeah
The streets ain't never love me
Now i don't give a fuck, yeah
Used to show hella love, yeah
Now I don't like to show no love, yeah
Cause a nigga never gave a fuck bout me
Then I can't give a fuck, okay
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Momma always told me stay away from
All that hood shit guess I couldn't listen
Fuck a job fuck a 9 to 5
I got this music shit and starting flipping
Back then these bitches never knew me
Now they love me now I don't wanna get with them
Bend her backwards have her limping
Then I gotta dip she tripping left that bitch dripping
Crackers watching niggas hating
And they waiting patiently just for me to slip
Niggas talking to the Feds why do you think
When they get caught up they catching them slip
Pussy nigga stop the acting
Ain't no lacking boy my city clapping niggas
Niggas say they real but I think
They as fake as plastic like some action figures
Like damn, I don't think they understand
Damn, they all know I gotta plan
Wow, I'm tired of living like a solider
A whip pass by I got pistols in my hand
Ooh, I'm praying God will lead the way
Ooh, I told my momma face to face
Ooh, that I'ma get her out this place
And we gon' see some better days I ain't been living right
Bitch I do hella drugs, yeah
I sip hella mudd, yeah
The streets ain't never love me
Now i don't give a fuck, yeah
Used to show hella love, yeah
Now I don't like to show no love, yeah
Cause a nigga never gave a fuck bout me
Then I can't give a fuck, okay
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Chicken-Talking pistol packing rapping trappin
Man that boy been bout his issue
Holy-Moly Rollie polllie ollie
Presidential Day-Date that cost me a ticket
Bending corners been a loaner
No diploma Cocaina all in the fender
Cold hearted go retarded bust the 40
If somebody play bout that business
50 Thousand in the motor
Make the ground shake everytime that I hit it
28's jumping out the bowl
Like froggy ribbit everytime that i hit it
Bust it down & scrape it to a chicken
Fuck with niggas who ain't never switching
Fuck a nigga did I fail to mention
Sleeping on me put him in detention
Martha Stewart whipping in the kitchen
Palm scratching trigger-finger itching
Money motivated on a mission
Sleeping in a mansion from the trenches
Residue got all these dirty dishes
In the mirror I'm the competition
Black tux semi with extension
Black Bent sitting on them inches
Bitch I do hella drugs, yeah
I sip hella mudd, yeah
The streets ain't never love me
Now i don't give a fuck, yeah
Used to show hella love, yeah
Now I don't like to show no love, yeah
Cause a nigga never gave a fuck bout me
Then I can't give a fuck, okay
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
I sip hella mudd, yeah
The streets ain't never love me
Now i don't give a fuck, yeah
Used to show hella love, yeah
Now I don't like to show no love, yeah
Cause a nigga never gave a fuck bout me
Then I can't give a fuck, okay
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Momma always told me stay away from
All that hood shit guess I couldn't listen
Fuck a job fuck a 9 to 5
I got this music shit and starting flipping
Back then these bitches never knew me
Now they love me now I don't wanna get with them
Bend her backwards have her limping
Then I gotta dip she tripping left that bitch dripping
Crackers watching niggas hating
And they waiting patiently just for me to slip
Niggas talking to the Feds why do you think
When they get caught up they catching them slip
Pussy nigga stop the acting
Ain't no lacking boy my city clapping niggas
Niggas say they real but I think
They as fake as plastic like some action figures
Like damn, I don't think they understand
Damn, they all know I gotta plan
Wow, I'm tired of living like a solider
A whip pass by I got pistols in my hand
Ooh, I'm praying God will lead the way
Ooh, I told my momma face to face
Ooh, that I'ma get her out this place
And we gon' see some better days I ain't been living right
Bitch I do hella drugs, yeah
I sip hella mudd, yeah
The streets ain't never love me
Now i don't give a fuck, yeah
Used to show hella love, yeah
Now I don't like to show no love, yeah
Cause a nigga never gave a fuck bout me
Then I can't give a fuck, okay
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Chicken-Talking pistol packing rapping trappin
Man that boy been bout his issue
Holy-Moly Rollie polllie ollie
Presidential Day-Date that cost me a ticket
Bending corners been a loaner
No diploma Cocaina all in the fender
Cold hearted go retarded bust the 40
If somebody play bout that business
50 Thousand in the motor
Make the ground shake everytime that I hit it
28's jumping out the bowl
Like froggy ribbit everytime that i hit it
Bust it down & scrape it to a chicken
Fuck with niggas who ain't never switching
Fuck a nigga did I fail to mention
Sleeping on me put him in detention
Martha Stewart whipping in the kitchen
Palm scratching trigger-finger itching
Money motivated on a mission
Sleeping in a mansion from the trenches
Residue got all these dirty dishes
In the mirror I'm the competition
Black tux semi with extension
Black Bent sitting on them inches
Bitch I do hella drugs, yeah
I sip hella mudd, yeah
The streets ain't never love me
Now i don't give a fuck, yeah
Used to show hella love, yeah
Now I don't like to show no love, yeah
Cause a nigga never gave a fuck bout me
Then I can't give a fuck, okay
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Black heart, black guts
Black veins, black blood no love
Streets will steal you streets will kill you
Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love
Credits
Writer(s): J'kyun, Sung Hyun Cho, Baul Kang
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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