Love

Yeah Phoned my plug like, "Send me bricks, I need five" He sent me ten outta love He sent me ten outta love (Legendary made this one) Phoned my plug like, "Send me bricks, I need five" He sent me ten outta love I pulled up outside in this AMG ride Now she going down like the sun I got dawgs in jail and I know they all ride I still send 'em dough outta love Never came with a drink just to have a good night I brought my gun to the club If I buss my hammer for you, I might do it hundred times And that's just outta love Baby girl wants my heart, but I'm broken inside So how can I show you any love? Every day I wake up, I commit another crime Damn, I think my lifestyle's fucked He's my brother, he's my killy, he's my drilla, he's my slime It's a different type of love Dior 22's and a trackie by Celine I get bricks, stretch bricks like a limousine These rappers getting taken for their chains and their watches When the fuck you gonna rise your machine? Raised right, had to keep my morals and manners Turn new-shape high performance into rammers Millions of views, I keep making a hit Got a ten tonne press dawg, I'm making a brick I'm a walking ATM bro, I got plenty bands So much hand tings, I ain't got that many hands So much bad B's, I ain't giving any plans Shifting all these bricks like I'm building on land Stevie Wonder, I ain't seeing shit happen I hopped out the M3, into the G-Wagon Press Machine Muzz, he a press machine boy I'm wanted so today my name is Leroy Nicolas Cage in this whip, 60 seconds and I'm gone My Asian darg give me boxes, he Amir Khan I hopped out the M340d The Sky-Dweller like 43, I ain't talking G Told her that I'm busy and that P's come first She just wanna strip like a police drug search These rappers really forcing it, it looks all funny Only thing I force is rubber bands on money Phoned my plug like, "Send me bricks, I need five" He sent me ten outta love I pulled up outside in this AMG ride Now she going down like the sun I got dawgs in jail and I know they all ride I still send 'em dough outta love Never came with a drink just to have a good night I brought my gun to the club If I buss my hammer for you, I might do it hundred times And that's just outta love Baby girl wants my heart, but I'm broken inside So how can I show you any love? Every day I wake up, I commit another crime Damn, I think my lifestyle's fucked He's my brother, he's my killy, he's my drilla, he's my slime It's a different type of love