No Love lyrics
by Money Man
[Intro]
Playboy on this b*tch, but he ain't playin’ though
[Pre-Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
And it don't got no love in these streets
My b*tch 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 b*tch say it don't got no love up in me
Dead body left a whole lot of blood in the streets
Lot of glass, lot of dog that we flood in the streets
[Verse 1]
With that stick, I stick and move
Rich n*gga in the trenches like I ain't got sh*t to lose
Interrogations, that's the reason I hate interviews
That’s on that Nation, I’ll up this b*tch 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 n*ggas who ain't slide for theyself
I wasn’t surprised when you ain't ride, you was just lyin' to yourself
And I'm still hollerin' out f*ck 12, Trump, and the government
Still that n*gga they ain't f*ckin' with, still got drugs and we floodin' it
Still out here with that cutter, b*tch, I'm strapped up on the daily
Ain't no gang, it's that Nation and we ain't affiliated with no b*tch n*gga
[Pre-Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
And it don't got no love in these streets
My b*tch say it don't got no love up in me
Dead body left a whole lot of blood in the streets
Lot of glass, lot of dog that we flood in the streets
[Verse 2]
sh*t got me hypnotized like that movie Get Out
That's why with no hesitation, I'll blow your sh*t off
I sense tension in the air 'fore it even kick off
And them hoes, we don't spare, get your b*tch 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 sh*t, f*ck minimum wage
Playin' with cards but this ain't no spades
f*ck your lil' ho, put that b*tch on the blade
'Member I used to go ride with rags
sh*t still got me hypnotized today
And all I know is keep that pole on me
Thought they were stickin' to the code, but n*gga told on me
I'm off parole, this stick'll fold up
Done seen n*ggas dead in cold blood
Where the hoes only jump on your di*k if you had rap dreams and sold drugs
[Pre-Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
And it don't got no love in these streets
My b*tch 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 b*tch say it don't got no love up in me
Dead body left a whole lot of blood in the streets
Lot of glass, lot of dog that we flood in the streets