No Love (feat. Cap 1)

Them streets don't love you, them streets don't love you
Them streets don't love you, them streets don't love you
Them streets don't love you, man, the streets don't love you
Man, the streets don't love you, the streets don't love you

Time and time again, have to tell 'em everyday
Then I get up on my knees, then I pray
Then I go and get cheese, tryna get up out the streets
Everyday I hustle like a beast
Everyday I go and I gotta eat
If you don't work, don't eat, don't sleep
Loyalty equal royalty and hopefully with royalty it come bring peace
I been through it all, I'll survive
Even when they hated on me, never lost pride
Even when they doubted me, I never lost stride
Went in overdrive and I went and got the prize
I do not trust these suckas
Snitches in the gang, they never loved us
These women switchin' and changin' lovers
Just to sleep on them Versace covers

All I know is I just did it
All I know is I'm committed
All I know is I be winnin'
Stayed down from the beginnin'
Proper preparation prevent poor performance
I'm just followin' my literature
Speakin' to 'em like a minister? everything, they identical

Them streets don't love you, man, the streets don't love you
Them streets don't love you, man, the streets don't love you
Them streets don't love you, man, the streets don't love you
Man, the streets don't love you, man, the streets don't love you

Everybody from by my hood went to Pops' Church
Got saved, some stayed, some backstabbed
You already know how the clock works
So I hit the block with the pot work
My cousin Ray Ray had the Glock work
The flea market had the cut, corner store had the bags
Sorry, mom, made the block hurt
I was caught up heavy listen I was tryna flip a chicken
And stackin' money to the ceilin', that's how that work
I'm tryna be a legend, but my mind's blurred
'Til I got a stop sign, to the cell block
And I took time and realized and observed
This a part of life you never get told, bruh
Live from the open big dorms and door route
I still flashback, honest B
And I kept it one trill, and how I made through honestly
I been home five, 'bout to be home six
See others who never went still strugglin' for a rent
Bein' doin' real good 'bout to hit the strip
Cause it feelin' like a boss off of one hit
I remember, it was like a rush I never felt
Woke up sober in a prison cell
That'll get you thinkin' 'bout your life quick
Wonder if your people gon' remember you when you locked in
You say you 'bout that life, here's a pop quiz
And I'm still 'gon stay on topic
When from straight drop to drop hits
This that off grade, and you don't even know that it was comin'
Cause it gotta be a? and Cap will make a record, right
This here not for the high blood pressure type
But for the humble that's gon' take a heed, listen up
Streets don't love you, and you don't gotta commit to 'em

Them streets don't love you, man, the streets don't love you
Them streets don't love you, man, the streets don't love you
Them streets don't love you, man, the streets don't love you
Man, the streets don't love you, man, the streets don't love you

My brother took a L and numbed to the face
Brother took a loss, yeah, he lost a case
Streets don't love you, no that's not the case
No that's not the vibe, move that you should make
This is more than just a rapper pourin' out his heart through a mic
And I know y'all ain't used to this
My guy hopped off that crucifix
I wrote this for the kid on the train on your way to connect
The connect, and cop you some bricks
Motivation, how you should get
Work smart, not hard, what I used to think
Everything ain't easy, this gon' take time
This here more than music, supercedes rhyme
This be that flow that be askin' me, "How does he do it?"
But this here's gift, I don't question it
It comes from the Lord and I rap in His name
So who would I be if
I ain't mention it, Fernie

You started to believe the statements that have been spoken over your life.
You started to believe all the lies that he's been feeding you.
I mean, at first you were able to handle it.
But after the thirtieth time, after fortieth time, after the sixtieth time,
you started to believe that you were too stupid, that you were too weak,
that you didn't have anything going for you.
And God just wanted to remind you that none of that is true.
You are His child, and you are His creation.
He knitted you together in your mother's womb.
He pieced you together bit by bit.
You belong to Him.
You may not know your parents, you may not know your mom or your daddy,
but you have a Father in heaven who loves you.
Please believe He calls you His own.
You are His child