No Love (feat. Pi THE MOON SAGE & N4 THE WRONG SEQUENCE gOD)
Man so broke
Couldn't swipe mans card
I was so low then
Feeling so sad
Bro's on the phone and
He's talking suicide
Hold on with the game
Trynna get my shoes tied
We've come so far
Can't lose none of my guys
Blood in my eyes as I look to the skies
Hope for real
Is a long rope in disguise
Been through alotta stress as I run through the creeks
"20-O5-22"
Man I can't lie I saw death with my eyes
From a gee I called blood
Had tears in my eyes
Couldn't sleep four nights
I was so so sad
Mandem creepin
Ye with donda
All sortta trips' man
Yes we don'dah
You and your gees man
So redundant
No loose ends
I'm not Maguire
I got barz & energy
I'm so Stylebender
Racks on racks
Call me Mayweather
So J.Cole
Never sold my soul
Cut your coat
According to your shoe
Nah! You better pay me
Before I come for the show
Big shouts to Sequencers
We all black kings
Holdin' it down and putting mans on
I'm the real Pengman
Had to put it in ma song
Ain't no love in the game just fakers, bro
Fellas they be claiming that they love you, no
Call you blood then stab you, oh
You can see all they fights live on the show
Everybody wannabe numero uno (number 1)
Wanna be the head they gone slay you like a cock
Pull up to your block, ain't got no key
Glock glock tik tok shooting round the clock yea
Ahn
If you pull up to mi casa
With the blaza
Mandem ending
You your hoes and then su casas
Then we sipping up juice in the plaza
Waiters delay, then we telling em mba
Breathing fire inna stu like Zuko
And we hitting up the streets at Ozumba
Spread true love it's a revolution
3 shows in a week no paycuts
Ain't need no crown on our heads
And we still the best men in a room, don't crumble
Ain't sure bout no weddings, no groom if you pass me a bag
Don't fumble
Got some demons in my heart causa loving too hard
Guess I grew some inhibitions
Never had true love in my life
Who gone make me smile
And blow up my mentions
Time will tell and it's funny how it really
Just showing all of their true intentions
Yea, so imma certified loner, cause ain't no love in these streets
Cheee
Couldn't swipe mans card
I was so low then
Feeling so sad
Bro's on the phone and
He's talking suicide
Hold on with the game
Trynna get my shoes tied
We've come so far
Can't lose none of my guys
Blood in my eyes as I look to the skies
Hope for real
Is a long rope in disguise
Been through alotta stress as I run through the creeks
"20-O5-22"
Man I can't lie I saw death with my eyes
From a gee I called blood
Had tears in my eyes
Couldn't sleep four nights
I was so so sad
Mandem creepin
Ye with donda
All sortta trips' man
Yes we don'dah
You and your gees man
So redundant
No loose ends
I'm not Maguire
I got barz & energy
I'm so Stylebender
Racks on racks
Call me Mayweather
So J.Cole
Never sold my soul
Cut your coat
According to your shoe
Nah! You better pay me
Before I come for the show
Big shouts to Sequencers
We all black kings
Holdin' it down and putting mans on
I'm the real Pengman
Had to put it in ma song
Ain't no love in the game just fakers, bro
Fellas they be claiming that they love you, no
Call you blood then stab you, oh
You can see all they fights live on the show
Everybody wannabe numero uno (number 1)
Wanna be the head they gone slay you like a cock
Pull up to your block, ain't got no key
Glock glock tik tok shooting round the clock yea
Ahn
If you pull up to mi casa
With the blaza
Mandem ending
You your hoes and then su casas
Then we sipping up juice in the plaza
Waiters delay, then we telling em mba
Breathing fire inna stu like Zuko
And we hitting up the streets at Ozumba
Spread true love it's a revolution
3 shows in a week no paycuts
Ain't need no crown on our heads
And we still the best men in a room, don't crumble
Ain't sure bout no weddings, no groom if you pass me a bag
Don't fumble
Got some demons in my heart causa loving too hard
Guess I grew some inhibitions
Never had true love in my life
Who gone make me smile
And blow up my mentions
Time will tell and it's funny how it really
Just showing all of their true intentions
Yea, so imma certified loner, cause ain't no love in these streets
Cheee
Credits
Writer(s): Ngei Oneneobari Nwator, Ngei Paul Obarichuremi
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