No Love

(Ayo, AIM)
(Blazer Outta Spaceship)
(Tad, pop yo' -)

G-lock, yeah
I been on my "- the world" - lately, dawg
You know I'm talkin' 'bout? - e'rybody and everything
E'rybody be on -, I ain't never been a -, you know I'm sayin'?
That's why I be like, "-", you know?
Don't hate on me, -, take that up with God, hahaha, yeah, for real, ayy

- this rap -, I'm tryna wrap - up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up, playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up"
I stayed down now, yeah, it's rackin' up
Remember them days I was sackin' up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup (my cup, yeah, yeah)

Flippa showed me how to get a million plus (uh)
Flippa showed me my first million bucks (yeah)
Flippa showed me that - rap - ain't nothin'
Flippa always told me, "Glizock, you the one" (Glizock)

Ninth grade with True's and Louis Vuitton (yeah)
Freshest out the crew and I kept me a gun (yeah, yeah)
Sick -, - you with my palms (uh)
Yeah, cutthroat -, send flowers to his mom

Money talk, -, I ain't bitin' my tongue (uh)
Keep sneak dissin', put that boy in a - (yeah)
Goin' out with a bang, yeah, that's how I'm comin'
Weighin' on my money, feel like I got bunions
I lost my cousin, can't tell me nothin'

- this rap -, I'm tryna wrap - up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up, playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up"
I stayed down now, yeah, it's rackin' up
Remember them days I was sackin' up

Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup (my cup)
- this rap -, I'm tryna wrap - up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up, playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up"

I stayed down now, yeah, it's rackin' up
Remember them days I was sackin' up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup (my cup)

Yeah, uh, straight out the 30s, why I'm sippin' this mud
Bro died, so I'm goin' harder on drugs
I wake up in mornin', pourin' Wock' in the mud
New Audemar', just got out the tub

Big boy -, yeah, boy, you's a cub (big boy)
14 with gold slugs in the club
I was runnin' around and runnin' it up (phew)
Yep, doublin' down and doublin' up

Had a sack and gat and I had 'em both tucked
Glock not petite, yup, don't think it's sweet
I got it on me, yup, no matter what
I'll tear you to pieces, get high like Weezy
Say I be tweakin', what's up with that boy? (What's up?)
Yeah, I'm goin' dumb, they callin' me Beavis
This - three easy (easy), -

Ayy, - this rap - (haha), I'm tryna wrap - up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up (yeah, yeah), playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up"
I stayed down now, yeah, it's rackin' up
Remember them days I was sackin' up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup

- this rap -, I'm tryna wrap - up (yeah)
Uh, yeah, wrap him up, playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up"
I stayed down now, yeah, it's rackin' up
Remember them days I was sackin' up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup (my cup)

My cup, my cup
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher James Gholson, Maurice David Wade, David Debrandon Brown, August Anthony Alsina
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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