NO LOVE (with DThang)
Don't take it personally, it's strictly business
Ayo Mabu, I think we got one gang!
(Double M's, Double M's) oh yeah, we do
Let's go
Ayo turn me up
Ayo Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky
Never put a O before my Y (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Even my abuela know that
City full of hate, nobody could love
Opps tryna knock me, so I gotta keep a gun (so I gotta keep a gun)
And people say I'm mixy, but I just be having fun (gang-gang, gang-gang)
My first tape, a party I told everyone to come
Gang, gang, look
And she wanna come to the party (pull up)
Me and Mabu we gon' get it started
Fuck all the opps, we don't listen to artists (at all, at all)
Take a trip to the opps and we mobbin'
And I keep a knocker (grrrrttttt)
Tryna shoot me a nigga who dissin'
My gun go "glocka" (glocka)
When I up, I'm ready gon' listen
City full of hate, nobody could love
Opps tryna knock me, so I gotta keep a gun (so I gotta keep a gun)
And people say I'm mixy, but I just be having fun
My first tape a party, I told everyone to come
No one deserves to be up in a cell
And I can't even put up bail
You upped it and aimed at his head and impaled it
Filled him up with shells, did damage
So now we apart and I can't lie, I miss you
But I'm glad that you ain't let him blitz you
'Cause I rather you tried by 12
Than let a fake goon lift you
City full of hate, nobody could love
Opps tryna knock me (don't run, don't trip)
So I gotta keep a gun (don't run, don't trip)
I gotta keep a gun (grrah, grrah)
He like, "Who gon' do what?" (Nigga what?)
Nigga me, you get hit with the gun, like
And just watch how they run
Spin they block, I do this shit for fun
I hope you see the light, but you never might
Started out as beef on live, and now it's taking lives
I'm just tryna slow it down or at least say I tried
Started out as dropping signs, now bodies are left to die
I want you to picture this life
Hanging with friends and feeling the vibe
Or just cooling on a summer night
Without bullets flying and people dying (people dying)
You just gotta put it to the side
You just gotta put it to the side
You just gotta put it to the side (the side)
You gotta put it to the side (the side)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Look, yo, it's that Dthang nigga
Make 'em get jiggy before we shoot 'em ya heard?
R.I.P. Woo
LLB for life
Long Live Rah
Forever B (at all, at all)
Even my abuela know that
Grrah, grrah, grrah
I'm not a cop, I'm not a cop
I'm not a-, I'm not a cop, cop, cop
Ayo Mabu, I think we got one gang!
(Double M's, Double M's) oh yeah, we do
Let's go
Ayo turn me up
Ayo Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky
Never put a O before my Y (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Even my abuela know that
City full of hate, nobody could love
Opps tryna knock me, so I gotta keep a gun (so I gotta keep a gun)
And people say I'm mixy, but I just be having fun (gang-gang, gang-gang)
My first tape, a party I told everyone to come
Gang, gang, look
And she wanna come to the party (pull up)
Me and Mabu we gon' get it started
Fuck all the opps, we don't listen to artists (at all, at all)
Take a trip to the opps and we mobbin'
And I keep a knocker (grrrrttttt)
Tryna shoot me a nigga who dissin'
My gun go "glocka" (glocka)
When I up, I'm ready gon' listen
City full of hate, nobody could love
Opps tryna knock me, so I gotta keep a gun (so I gotta keep a gun)
And people say I'm mixy, but I just be having fun
My first tape a party, I told everyone to come
No one deserves to be up in a cell
And I can't even put up bail
You upped it and aimed at his head and impaled it
Filled him up with shells, did damage
So now we apart and I can't lie, I miss you
But I'm glad that you ain't let him blitz you
'Cause I rather you tried by 12
Than let a fake goon lift you
City full of hate, nobody could love
Opps tryna knock me (don't run, don't trip)
So I gotta keep a gun (don't run, don't trip)
I gotta keep a gun (grrah, grrah)
He like, "Who gon' do what?" (Nigga what?)
Nigga me, you get hit with the gun, like
And just watch how they run
Spin they block, I do this shit for fun
I hope you see the light, but you never might
Started out as beef on live, and now it's taking lives
I'm just tryna slow it down or at least say I tried
Started out as dropping signs, now bodies are left to die
I want you to picture this life
Hanging with friends and feeling the vibe
Or just cooling on a summer night
Without bullets flying and people dying (people dying)
You just gotta put it to the side
You just gotta put it to the side
You just gotta put it to the side (the side)
You gotta put it to the side (the side)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Look, yo, it's that Dthang nigga
Make 'em get jiggy before we shoot 'em ya heard?
R.I.P. Woo
LLB for life
Long Live Rah
Forever B (at all, at all)
Even my abuela know that
Grrah, grrah, grrah
I'm not a cop, I'm not a cop
I'm not a-, I'm not a cop, cop, cop
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Kelly, Matthew Deluca, Madhahir Abdulaziz
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