Need Love lyrics

by

Thizzler On The Roof



[Verse]
I been feelin' like I'm stuck in my ways (Stuck in my ways)
Sippin' juice, poppin' pills, nothin' changed (Hey, nothin' changed)
Thinkin' like f*ck could I do to numb this pain? (Hey, what the f*ck?)
We rappin' now, we used to come up off of stains (We rappin' now)
The block was poppin' then, but, sh*t, we got it poppin' now (We got it poppin')
The older homies ain't on sh*t, some of 'em coppin' out (That sh*t stupid)
No drive-bys, we gon' foot it through or hoppin' out (Get on feet)
And all that kill-a-n*gga sh*t is what you not about (Hey, knock it off)
Hey, all them n*ggas on that side be on some broke sh*t (Hey, what the f*ck?)
How you lovin' on that b*tch when she let bro hit? (Like let me know)
I been beatin' up that road, you ain't take no risk (We on the road)
If we can't get that n*gga, we gon' get the closest (We on his ass)
Catch me purgin' through the city like I'm Michael Myers (We through the bity)
And dog just woofin' like he steppin', he is not a slider (Ayy, he just talkin')
My brother's keeper, if you ridin', then I'm right beside you (You know I'm with it)
I take 'em on one every time they tryna get behind us (Skrrt)
Don't need a light, but my sh*t dancin' when it hit the diamonds (Ayy, cut them off)
I'm on the block, if you lookin' for me, I ain't hidin' (It's 2-1)
Somebody tell these n*ggas ain't no fonkin' when you broke (Hey, let 'em know)
Don't need nobody, half my skits was damn near to the throat (That's on my belt)
I drop my skizi when it's sleazy, I'm gon' get up close (Hey, where my mask?)
I do the dash in every whip I get like it was stolen (Skrrt)
All my n*ggas got on ice, damn, it's feelin' cold (We got it)
Come and test it, guaranteed to wipe a n*gga nose (Slatt)
Don't give a f*ck 'bout what you heard, b*tch, I'm in my bag (Ayy, what you hear?)
Blood can't come around the homies, cuddy know it's bad (That's on the bity)
Switch on every glick we got, I like to blow 'em fast (Brrt)
f*ck a pass, catch a sucker, then get on his ass (We on your ass)
f*ck the cameras, bro gon' blow the— without a mask (He still blowin')
It go fft when I up it, that's on every strap (That's how we thug)
I'm through the front, told lil' bro he gon' go through the back (He gon' go through)
You postin' guns all on IG, what you gon' do with that? (Hey, what the f*ck?)
And if he told, he ain't around, we ain't bool with that (SnitchK)
But anyhoo, to shake this pain, I get high off drugs (My body shakin')
My heart cold, I think I just need to find some love (Hell nah)
But then I probably don't (Hey, I probably don't)
It got me thinkin' to myself I'm probably fine alone (Probably fine alone)
You know it's fonk, why you leave the house without your pole? (Ayy, why you leavin'?)
If Sleaze call me, then I'm slidin', n*gga, that's for sure (He know I'm comin')
n*gga, that's for sure (He know I'm comin')
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