No Love
(Ain't no love)
Lost so many niggas in the streets
Damn (Ain't no love)
Niggas fake, bitches choosin
What the fuck
(Ain't no, love)
Wow
(Ain't no, love) I don't even know who to trust
(Ain't no, love) Shit crazy
(Ain't no, love) How I do it? Yea
Ain't no love in my city, ain't no love
But I stay down with my guys
They go dumb (Yuhhh)
I be posted with some killas
You on' know (Gttttt Bow)
I was wilding with them niggas
They my four's
Smokin' dotey in the v, I'm high as fuck
(Gettin' high)
Couple homies in some cities
Add it up (Gangstas)
See that KV, yea
It's tatted on my body, so
It's on me till I, go
Had to open up my eyes, I was blinded
By the snakes and the fakes
And the slime shit
All a nigga ever wanted, was some blue cheese
Get rich with the bros and the fam
Sittin' back with a spliff, in a Lamb
Big house on a hill, no jam
Jammed up by myself, prevailed
Can't snitch on me, no jail
They wanna see me down
So I upgraded on my sound
Switch flows, I'm sure I'm on
Those doors opened, I'm in
They hate
But if they try me, I sin
I forever win
I'm not plannin' to loose
People need me, they do
Thinkin' chair with the clues
What the fuck imma do?
Ion got me no bread
What the money gon' do?
(Stack it up), Invest in me
My vision, I see
You can't see what I see
Had to pray on my knees
No, no, no
They don't really give a fuck b
No, no, no
They don't really give a fuck b
They don't really give a fuck
Load it up and make it bust
We sendin' shots, we on' give a fuck
Gttttt Bow
KV
Yea
Lost so many niggas in the streets
Damn (Ain't no love)
Niggas fake, bitches choosin
What the fuck
(Ain't no, love)
Wow
(Ain't no, love) I don't even know who to trust
(Ain't no, love) Shit crazy
(Ain't no, love) How I do it? Yea
Ain't no love in my city, ain't no love
But I stay down with my guys
They go dumb (Yuhhh)
I be posted with some killas
You on' know (Gttttt Bow)
I was wilding with them niggas
They my four's
Smokin' dotey in the v, I'm high as fuck
(Gettin' high)
Couple homies in some cities
Add it up (Gangstas)
See that KV, yea
It's tatted on my body, so
It's on me till I, go
Had to open up my eyes, I was blinded
By the snakes and the fakes
And the slime shit
All a nigga ever wanted, was some blue cheese
Get rich with the bros and the fam
Sittin' back with a spliff, in a Lamb
Big house on a hill, no jam
Jammed up by myself, prevailed
Can't snitch on me, no jail
They wanna see me down
So I upgraded on my sound
Switch flows, I'm sure I'm on
Those doors opened, I'm in
They hate
But if they try me, I sin
I forever win
I'm not plannin' to loose
People need me, they do
Thinkin' chair with the clues
What the fuck imma do?
Ion got me no bread
What the money gon' do?
(Stack it up), Invest in me
My vision, I see
You can't see what I see
Had to pray on my knees
No, no, no
They don't really give a fuck b
No, no, no
They don't really give a fuck b
They don't really give a fuck
Load it up and make it bust
We sendin' shots, we on' give a fuck
Gttttt Bow
KV
Yea
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Writer(s): Ke-shaun Cockburn
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