Love ain't love that's what it feels like
I told my dawg we gone get it just gotta sit tight
Might come thru sliding in that hemi
We trynna f*ck up the city
An my youngins they wicked they don't do nun but some killings
I'm somewhere gone off that hennyy
My bitch be f*cked up off remii
Ain't no pressure bout spinning
Cus we gone handle that business
My uncle play wit that paper cus he knows that he got plenny
I'm trynna line them niggas up
An I can't wait till i finish
It's ethier get it or take it
We hit that stick like a haitiann
I'm smoking plants like jamaicanss
They know i'm real i can't fake it
Remember we broke the safety
Kimm lost her life cus they laced it
Just like im in an out the spot i'm in an outta them places
I hit that bitch an she craving
She getting that money an saving
Unc washed them brics like he bathing
I run the game like i'm playing
I cut her off she need saving
She eat me up say i'm tasty
One to the head they can't play me
That bitch on dope like it's rabies
Love ain't love that's what it feels like
I told my dawg we gone get it just gotta sit tight
Might come thru sliding in that hemi
We trynna f*ck up the city
An my youngins they wicked they don't do nun but some killings
I'm somewhere gone off that hennyy
My bitch be f*cked up off remii
Ain't no pressure bout spinning
Cus we gone handle that business
My uncle play wit that paper cus he knows that he got plenny
I'm trynna line them niggas up
An I can't wait till i finish
This whip laid back an it's tented
This blick gone hit like a semi
Slap her with balls like it's tennis
That bitch ain't even worth denniss
I just know i be sinning
I'ma boss make her clean the lennit
Wanna bulletproof the whip you can't even shoot in it
I'ma come up on some
Lost grandma it made me numb
This blick gone blow like ah bomb
I made my dawg eat the crumbs
I really lived in the slums
We didn't have nun it wasn't fun
Stayed down looked up to the sun
You niggas know how we come
Love ain't love that's what it feels like
I told my dawg we gone get it just gotta sit tight
Might come thru sliding in that hemi
We trynna f*ck up the city
An my youngins they wicked they don't do nun but some killings
I'm somewhere gone off that hennyy
My bitch be f*cked up off remii
Ain't no pressure bout spinning
Cus we gone handle that business
My uncle play wit that paper cus he knows that he got plenny
I'm trynna line them niggas up
An I can't wait till i finish