No Love

Aye real talk like, don't even try to come around me And shit like you fuck with me That shit really fake love you know what I'm saying I'm not fuckin' with it Shake my hand lookin' off and shit nigga, look me in my eyes You know what I'm talking 'bout The gangsta way nigga only I'm from the streets so I'm cautious (Cautious) Some of my old niggas crossed me (Woo!) I'm 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 (What's that?) That's that shit you call fake love Lil' bitch lucky (Bitch) Now my ex bitch wanna fuck me (Bitch) Now my side bitch tryna buck me (Hol' up) Ho tried to bash me like I'm nothing (Damn) I got rappers trynna diss me Family members in they feelings (Damn) I might come through like I'm Weezy (What? Skr skr skr skr) In a drop no ceilings Yeah, 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 (Woo!) I don't start shit, I finish stories (I do that) I got all these niggas hatin' (All of em) Bitches that dissed me tryna date me (Woo!) I heard my nigga wanna ace me (Why?) Just 'cause his bitch tryna face me (Uh uh uh) Damn, feds tryna case me Tied me to murders, tryna lace me Purge got me paranoid, pacin (Welcome back perkys) 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 (Okay, let's get it) See my charm like 40 (Woo!) 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'on 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 Tee swag, bitch look like CoCo 100,000 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'll still buss a move in a rental 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'ma be on that bitch with my hitters 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 Let's 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 'cause I'm countin' that shit up You better not budge No love bitch 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-