No Love
Makin' money on the west, I get love on the east
Ain't no bud in the south so it's mud in my tea
Let's throw a dub off the couch, in the club, in the V
And if it's going down, know that Meech thuggin' with me
I ran out of gas pack so I bumped into Tee
Damn near hit the cabbage patch when I bubble with ease
I got the bag and I ain't act like I'm above niggas
Ain't got a cape and I ain't God so I can't judge niggas
Need a neck full of diamonds
My bitch want a island
You can't so you lying
You purped out, boy you tried it
Searching on the net for codeine and a pilot
I got everything a bitch need if she solid
A thousand bitches in my cell got it crowded
I'm clowning, spending, but she don't get a dollar
I'm bout to take a trip, bitch, I'm chill on the drama
And once you do the same, you can build you a comma
I think I'm done with the rats
I think I'm done with these niggas, they ain't ever have my back
I think I'm done with the trenches, they ain't ever showed me love
I think I'm done with this pint 'cuz my pop went flat
I think I'm done with your hoe then I bounce right back
I think I'm done with the rats
I think I'm done with these niggas, they ain't ever have my back
I think I'm done with the trenches, they ain't ever showed me love
I think I'm done with this pint 'cuz my pop went flat
I think I'm done with your hoe then I bounce right back
You know it's gold when you put it in my hand
Gotta walk a steep road, when it's on we ain't playing
Get it gone for the high and the lows what I'm paying
A nigga told then he die, shouldn't've froze on the stand
Brody rolled a 3.5 and I'ma pour 'til it end
Get it gone like Meech guys, need a coat and a Benz
Oh, he a ghost in the wind
I gotta know if you kin
Otherwise, it ain't no point in meeting up and saying twin
All these hundreds on the floor, smoke dancing in the sky
We up early, what you want
Them bitches itching for a knot
We been keeping shit in code, bitch you blowing up the spot
Always talking like you know, bitch, get on
I think I'm done with the rats
I think I'm done with these niggas, they ain't ever have my back
I think I'm done with the trenches, they ain't ever showed me love
I think I'm done with this pint 'cuz my pop went flat
I think I'm done with your hoe then I bounce right back
I think I'm done with the rats
I think I'm done with these niggas, they ain't ever have my back
I think I'm done with the trenches, they ain't ever showed me love
I think I'm done with this pint 'cuz my pop went flat
I think I'm done with your hoe then I bounce right back
Go
Ain't no bud in the south so it's mud in my tea
Let's throw a dub off the couch, in the club, in the V
And if it's going down, know that Meech thuggin' with me
I ran out of gas pack so I bumped into Tee
Damn near hit the cabbage patch when I bubble with ease
I got the bag and I ain't act like I'm above niggas
Ain't got a cape and I ain't God so I can't judge niggas
Need a neck full of diamonds
My bitch want a island
You can't so you lying
You purped out, boy you tried it
Searching on the net for codeine and a pilot
I got everything a bitch need if she solid
A thousand bitches in my cell got it crowded
I'm clowning, spending, but she don't get a dollar
I'm bout to take a trip, bitch, I'm chill on the drama
And once you do the same, you can build you a comma
I think I'm done with the rats
I think I'm done with these niggas, they ain't ever have my back
I think I'm done with the trenches, they ain't ever showed me love
I think I'm done with this pint 'cuz my pop went flat
I think I'm done with your hoe then I bounce right back
I think I'm done with the rats
I think I'm done with these niggas, they ain't ever have my back
I think I'm done with the trenches, they ain't ever showed me love
I think I'm done with this pint 'cuz my pop went flat
I think I'm done with your hoe then I bounce right back
You know it's gold when you put it in my hand
Gotta walk a steep road, when it's on we ain't playing
Get it gone for the high and the lows what I'm paying
A nigga told then he die, shouldn't've froze on the stand
Brody rolled a 3.5 and I'ma pour 'til it end
Get it gone like Meech guys, need a coat and a Benz
Oh, he a ghost in the wind
I gotta know if you kin
Otherwise, it ain't no point in meeting up and saying twin
All these hundreds on the floor, smoke dancing in the sky
We up early, what you want
Them bitches itching for a knot
We been keeping shit in code, bitch you blowing up the spot
Always talking like you know, bitch, get on
I think I'm done with the rats
I think I'm done with these niggas, they ain't ever have my back
I think I'm done with the trenches, they ain't ever showed me love
I think I'm done with this pint 'cuz my pop went flat
I think I'm done with your hoe then I bounce right back
I think I'm done with the rats
I think I'm done with these niggas, they ain't ever have my back
I think I'm done with the trenches, they ain't ever showed me love
I think I'm done with this pint 'cuz my pop went flat
I think I'm done with your hoe then I bounce right back
Go
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Writer(s): Cahvon Campbell
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