No Love
Aye real talk like
Don't even try to come around me and shit like you fuck with me, you know what I'm sayin'
That shit really fake love you know what I'm saying? Im not fucking with it
Shake my hand lookin' off and shit nigga look me in my eyes, homie, that's alright
It's the gangsta way, you know it
I'm from the streets so I'm cautious (cautious)
Some of my old niggas crossed me (wooh)
Im like damn you done lost me (damn hol up)
30 round make 'em back up off me
Shit they say love ain't love shit (nah)
Really starting to hate love (hate it)
Fuck with me for beneficial reasons (whats that?)
That's that shit you call fake love, yeah
Lil' bitch lucky (bitch)
Now my ex bitch wanna fuck me (bitch)
Now my side bitch trynna buck me (hol up)
Hoe tried to bash me like I'm nothing (damn)
I got rappers trynna diss me
Family members in hey feelings (damn)
I might come through like I'm Weezy (what? Skr skr skr skr)
In a drop no ceilings
Yea, don't what you heard, I'm straight in appearance
So quit all that joking lil' nigga (stop all that shit lil' nigga)
This ain't no Friday, come in like Worm
Pull up and smoke me a nigga (pull up and smoke me a nigga)
I went and got me some money that's mandatory (mandatory)
I grabbed the .40 it wasn't handed to me (nah)
Just counted 200, I feel important (wooh)
I don't start shit, I finish stories (I do that)
I got all these niggas hatin' (all of em)
Bitches that dissed me trynna date me (wooh)
I heard my nigga wanna ace me (why?)
Just 'cause his bitch trynna face me (uh uh uh)
Damn, feds trynna case me
Tied me to murders trynna lace me
Purge got me paranoid, pacin' (welcome back])
I hit the cup just to chase it
I got 'em feeling some type of way (why?)
They get on Twitter and type away
They just get bodied on getaway
41, I got the bigger face (the bigger roley)
Already knew they was finna hate
But guess how much money I'm 'bouta make (how much?)
Guess how much money I just spent (how much nigga?)
Add it up grab a pen (ok lets get it)
See my charm like 40 (wooh)
Then my wrist like 50 (big money)
Double rings got me nifty (nice)
In the middle of Memphis at the Hilton (right now)
Same bitch said I'm ugly (what?)
Now she MCM crushin (man crush Monday)
I just broke a head I was rushin' (that don't matter there)
Crushin' bars in the slushy
You just a nigga I used to fuck with
I don't fuck with you no more
These niggas thought I was gone until I hopped out the Mazi like I'm Bobo
I'll never tell the popo, pull up on 'em solo yelling out yolo
Austin P., I got the mojo
Ice Tea swag bitch look like Coco
Hundred thousand in cash on me
I'm in the Yo with the bag on me
I'm in the Yo with the mag on me
You niggas done turned into fags on me
I feel it's necessary that I kill 'em
I'm rockin zippers like I played in Thriller
Plus I got codeine on my liver
Plus I got OG in my system
I got red bottoms I got real Gucci rockin' Ferragamo in December
I still done bust some moves on a rimmer
Pull up in crack his head down the middle
My downfall what they wishin'
I know they don't like a nigga
So when I make it to the red carpet I'mma be on that bitch with my hittas
She say she love me cause I'm genuine
Well, where were you when I was feeling it
Well, where were you when I was dealing it
Didn't have a ride, I was stealing it
These niggas easy like Sunday morning
I get my dick sucked before performances
I got the hickups, that's why I'm jumpin'
I see the future, I'm just being honest
Had money before CMG, ask Randolph (ask 'em)
I'm cold enough, cut the fan off
You got yo niggas and I got my niggas, lets meet up and have a standoff
Fuck all that love, it ain't no more love
Ran off on the plug, now I got the jug
So many blue hundreds they think that I'm cuz
I'm countin' that shit up
You better not budge
No love bitch
And that's just how I'm feeling real talk
Aye don't even try to, you know what I'm sayin, come around you know what I'm sayin'
Like you really fuck with me you know what I'm sayin
That shit fake
And you know that