Playboy on this bitch, but he ain't playin' though

No rules we abide by, them schools, we get denied by

Them tools, we live and die by

Bloodshed, ain't no dry eyes, everybody cryin'

In the jungle, it's a wildfire, everybody dyin', yeah, yeah, yeah

And it don't got no love in these streets

My bitch say it don't got no love up in me

Dead body left a whole lot of blood in the streets

Lot of dog, lot of glass that we flood in the streets

And it don't got no love in these streets

My bitch say it don't got no love up in me

Dead body left a whole lot of blood in the streets

Lot of dog, lot of glass that we flood in the streets

With that stick, I stick and move

Rich **** in the trenches like I ain't got shit to lose

Interrogations, that's the reason I hate interviews

That's on that nation, I'll up this bitch and finish you

Used to have my hoes up in stores stealin' clothes out 'em

Got a junky that'll take a soul to keep his nose powdered

I went that road 'bout some **** who ain't slide for themselves

I wasn't surprised when you ain't ride, you was just lyin' to yourself

And I'm still hollerin' out fuck 12, Trump, and the government

Still that ****, they ain't fuckin' with, still got drugs and we floodin' it

Still out here with that cutter, bitch, I'm strapped up on the daily

Ain't no gang, it'a that nation and we ain't affiliated with no bitch ****

No rules we abide by, them schools, we get denied by

Them tools, we live and die by

Bloodshed, ain't no dry eyes, everybody cryin'

In the jungle, it's a wildfire, everybody dyin', yeah, yeah, yeah

And it don't got no love in these streets

My bitch say it don't got no love up in me

Dead body left a whole lot of blood in the streets

Lot of dog, lot of glass that we flood in the streets

Shit got me hypnotized like that movie Get Out

That's why with no hesitation, I'll blow your shit off

I sense tension in the air 'fore it even kick off

And them hoes, we don't spare, get your bitch picked off, yeah

It got me hypnotized, I swear that I'm in a daze

We go and spin, it's one of them days

I got a hundred up under the K

Run in your shit, fuck minimum wage

Playin' with card but this ain't no spades

Fuck your lil' hoe, put that bitch on the blade

'Member I used to go ride with rags

Shit still got me hypnotized today

And all I know is keep that pole on me

Though they were stickin' to the code, but **** told on me

I'm off parole, this stick'll fold up, done seen **** dead in cold blood

Where the hoes only jump on your dick

If you had rap dreams and sold drugs

No rules we abide by, them schools, we get denied by

Them tools, we live and die by

Bloodshed, ain't no dry eyes, everybody cryin'

In the jungle, it's a wildfire, everybody dyin', yeah, yeah, yeah

And it don't got no love in these streets

My bitch say it don't got no love up in me

Dead body left a whole lot of blood in the streets

Lot of dog, lot of glass that we flood in the streets

And it don't got no love in these streets

My bitch say it don't got no love up in me

Dead body left a whole lot of blood in the streets

Lot of dog, lot of glass that we flood in the streets