No Love
She calling my shit like hold on
She trying to fuck sum
All on my trap phone
Slide if you want too
Way that you talking
You finna leave with yo' back blown
Move work easy
Slick I'm greasy
Wrist iced out its two toned
Money keep rolling over here
Yo' folks can come and get put on
I Serve them bricks like freethrows
Fucking these freak hoes
Lose yo money
Water tsunami
Usher that boy to his grave now he burning
Sermon
To these streets I preach I rest my case assured
I don't need no attorney
Highschool niggas had flexed on me
I hopped in the field boy I promised I earned it
They ain't believe in me
What the fuck
Damn
They must ain't listen to Journey
They trying to appease to me
Cuz I'm on now
Bridges burned I ain't use no furnace
I'm him any way that you put it
Bitch I'm feeling like earnest
Last week had no purpose
Now the chickens came in I ain't working at churches
Ay
First of the month used to wait on that day
Now I'm stacking a check
Fuck a minimum wage
Walk through a party
Already on that
Bullet proof feeling like Luke Cage
I got a presence they feel me on stage
How the fuck a fat nigga come fuck on my bae
Niggas be popping they shit so hard
Till' they see Trippple H pull up rocking them K's
She feeling my shit
Like braille
He fuckin my bitch
Oh well
Throwing these bullets at his ass one hand the glock
Catch shells nigga like odell
All hundreds on me to my honor
Summa cum laude nigga breaking the scale
I'm from the south how the fuck can I fail
Thirty five raised me we never played fair
Been through hell and back
Post bail I'm back
I wasn't touching no cell
I don't even much believe in jesus
Crease him I got this holy grail
Asian bitch tryna fuck me right now
On God give me ho minh tail
So much green on me
My greenery with me
I'm stacking this kale
Two glocks different kinds
But they bust together
Feeling like keenan and kel
Me and my bros aint falling out over no bitch
Fuck that hoe
Nigga we'll share her
Serving this becky, mary, and sarah
Nigga I'm too cold nigga so player
They getting no votes no mayor
Nigga try me and I'll rock his world like slayer
I Serve them bricks like freethrows
Fucking these freak hoes
Lose yo money
Water tsunami
Usher that boy to his grave now he burning
Sermon
To these streets I preach I rest my case assured
I dont need no attorney
Highschool niggas had flexed on me
I hopped in the field boy I promised I earned it
She trying to fuck sum
All on my trap phone
Slide if you want too
Way that you talking
You finna leave with yo' back blown
Move work easy
Slick I'm greasy
Wrist iced out its two toned
Money keep rolling over here
Yo' folks can come and get put on
I Serve them bricks like freethrows
Fucking these freak hoes
Lose yo money
Water tsunami
Usher that boy to his grave now he burning
Sermon
To these streets I preach I rest my case assured
I don't need no attorney
Highschool niggas had flexed on me
I hopped in the field boy I promised I earned it
They ain't believe in me
What the fuck
Damn
They must ain't listen to Journey
They trying to appease to me
Cuz I'm on now
Bridges burned I ain't use no furnace
I'm him any way that you put it
Bitch I'm feeling like earnest
Last week had no purpose
Now the chickens came in I ain't working at churches
Ay
First of the month used to wait on that day
Now I'm stacking a check
Fuck a minimum wage
Walk through a party
Already on that
Bullet proof feeling like Luke Cage
I got a presence they feel me on stage
How the fuck a fat nigga come fuck on my bae
Niggas be popping they shit so hard
Till' they see Trippple H pull up rocking them K's
She feeling my shit
Like braille
He fuckin my bitch
Oh well
Throwing these bullets at his ass one hand the glock
Catch shells nigga like odell
All hundreds on me to my honor
Summa cum laude nigga breaking the scale
I'm from the south how the fuck can I fail
Thirty five raised me we never played fair
Been through hell and back
Post bail I'm back
I wasn't touching no cell
I don't even much believe in jesus
Crease him I got this holy grail
Asian bitch tryna fuck me right now
On God give me ho minh tail
So much green on me
My greenery with me
I'm stacking this kale
Two glocks different kinds
But they bust together
Feeling like keenan and kel
Me and my bros aint falling out over no bitch
Fuck that hoe
Nigga we'll share her
Serving this becky, mary, and sarah
Nigga I'm too cold nigga so player
They getting no votes no mayor
Nigga try me and I'll rock his world like slayer
I Serve them bricks like freethrows
Fucking these freak hoes
Lose yo money
Water tsunami
Usher that boy to his grave now he burning
Sermon
To these streets I preach I rest my case assured
I dont need no attorney
Highschool niggas had flexed on me
I hopped in the field boy I promised I earned it
Credits
Writer(s): Bunny Sigler, Eugene Curry, Stanley Ramon Atwater
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