For the Love

Bully onna beat, Deebo onna track
It's D.L.B., nigga now remember that

Thank you for catching it this time

Hell nah yo money ain't good here, it's for the love
You been rollin like a wheelchair, you been thorough
Ups and downs, pain and joy, wit me through the struggles
Even though we don't say it, just know I fuckin love you

So nah yo money ain't good here, it's for the love
You been rollin like a wheelchair, you been thorough
Ups and downs, pain and joy, wit me through the struggles
Even though we don't say it, just know I fuckin love you

Gangland, just hit your line with the gangplan
Puttin' shit in motion, know these other niggas stay playin
Behind me, know my brothers poppin' out with glicks

Faces on pavement, on papers, wasnt D.L.B.
I want paper, on paper, tall ass, Ah'Milli Liq
Split it three ways, tell Pone come get his stack of cream
Hustle like a fiend, got a seed, and he need to eat

Might not know em, but here go yo uncs and tete's
Manman and Lil Donny, different parents, same name
Qua, Mae, Renee, love my sissy's to the grave
Right there, Dre, back and forth, always talkin' shit

My Irish twin for the win, probably in somebody bitch
Then baby bruh, they fuck with him, know I'm poppin' in
And then Johnny broke your Mimi, hard to see his body
Smell death in the air, traumatize anybody
If I can count on you to hit me when you need somebody

So now a slime ain't good, I thought it was love
I used to slither for niggas like I was booted up
I used to picture us rollin' the hardest of em totin

A lot of menace activities that we awoken
These bitches see us with motion and wanna toot it up
I'm kinda comfy with demons, so I be scootin' up
Niggas ain't cap when they rappin', they think they do enough

I'm with the realest of them and promise we movin' up
My religion is cuttin' niggas who ain't true enough
They said it was love, but nah, won't be foolin' us
She want me to cuff, but nah, I ain't foolin' up

She want me to fuck, all, cause I, all, cause I
All, cause I do it rough
She call me poppy and beg me to treat her like a slut
I need my fetty love, I ain't worried bout a what
I need my fetty love, I ain't worried bout a nut

It simply started as a hobby, you don't want no problems
Ready up and now shooters in your lobby
No pace for them to copy, give me space can slow my pace
But the momentum that it takes, no way to stop me, uhm hmm

I really rap, fuck all that hummin' and shit
Know what I'm comin' to get
I wasted time just for the love of the bitch

Don't argue back because my words gettin' flipped
Don't want your help cause once you help me with it
You'll never let me forget
I walked in here to put some words on a beat

Now that I did it, got a murder the beat
I'll shine while stayin' discreet, so I'm a mystery
And if it's problems on our hand, gang, we'll make em' history
I'm good, I ate a senzu bean

This shit ain't makin' sense to me, she sensitive, no sensory
That happiness y'all said I couldn't buy, we'll have to disagree
We greasin' em' for dissin' me, and I hope my lyrics resurrect
I wanna live again, so thank you all for listenin

Yeah, just did it for the love you know
So really, thank you all for listenin

To be continued.



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Writer(s): Deviaun Bailey
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