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Rick Ross

They Don't Really Love You

 

They Don't Really Love You

(album: Too Good To Be True - 2023)


(M-M-M-M-M)
I see all of the fake love, and
I know this shit too good to be true (M-M-M-M-M)

They don't really love you
Like they say they love you (Double M, hall of fame, nigga)
Them niggas hate to love you
They can't wait to judge you, body you and dump you (I'll die 'bout this shit)
They don't really love you (They don't really love you, so without a doubt, I'll murder 'bout this shit)
Like they say they love you (They don't, they don't)
Them niggas hate to love you (Ooh, in the name of love, nigga)
They can't wait to judge, them niggas fake as fuck (Huh)
They don't really love you
Ooh
Don't say a word, just observe (With Meek)
Look at they body language, they nervous (Let's get it, nigga)
They don't know what to do with you when you know purpose (All these other niggas staying clear, nigga)
Ooh
Don't say a word, just go higher (Shots fired)
Let the hate be the gas on your fire (Shots fired)
Let them niggas know, they don't really love you (Huh)
They don't really love you (Don't be scared to die now)
They don't really love you ('Cause it ain't no love)

Ain't no love (And we'll really die 'bout this shit, remember that, M-M-M)

Quarter mill' or what it feel, I just wanna build
Niggas watching pockets, now you the one they wanna kill
Never lame, but go insane just to get a chain
Storm the block like kamikaze niggas in the plane
Is he a superstar? The bitches know his name
I got a hundred cars, but they all run the same
I keep my niggas close, watch what your people post
I let the haters sub, I turn 'em into ghosts
Rarely is it love (What?), never is it love (What?)
It's too good to be true when you living like a thug
Richest in the city, really ain't no fucking with me (Ain't no fucking with me)
Pointing at you pussy niggas, ain't no pun intended (Woo)
I done seen the low, I done seen the high
I done seen it all, still being penalized (Grrah)
Do it for my dawgs (Dawgs), see it in my eyes (Eyes)
Kill 'em for the cause, nigga, Ricky on the rise

They don't really love you
Like they say they love you
Them niggas hate to love you
They can't wait to judge you, body you and dump you
They don't really love you (They don't really love you)
Like they say they love you (They don't, they don't)
Them niggas hate to love you (Ooh)
They can't wait to judge, them niggas fake as fuck
They don't really love you
Ooh
Don't say a word, just observe
Look at they body language, they nervous
They don't know what to do with you when you know purpose
Ooh
Don't say a word, just go higher
Let the hate be the gas on your fire
Let them niggas know, they don't really love you
They don't really love you
They don't really love you (Ain't no genuine love, none, M-M-M)

Come and sit at the table, boy, you better say a prayer
Gave my word to my niggas, so you gotta play it fair
Shots fired, niggas ducking, so motherfuck the money
Lights flash, I give my last for anyone who love me (Huh)
Take a page of the Bible, pour your cup, it overflow
Once they made me an idol, slay 'em with some other flows
Once they gave me the title, time to buy another Rolls
Once I aim at my rival, boy, I took his mama soul
Ain't no love in the game, you better get a gun and hold
Co-defendant snitching, indictment in the envelope
Free Slime, he doing time because they done him wrong
Wish him well, let's flip and sell until he getting mail
I kept it real with my niggas and never got a hug
Shed a tear for my niggas and always called it love
I gave my last to your sister while she was on the run
And I still write you a letter and do that every month (Huh)

They don't really love you
Like they say they love you
Them niggas hate to love you
They can't wait to judge you, body you and dump you
They don't really love you (They don't really love you)
Like they say they love you (They don't, they don't)
Them niggas hate to love you (Ooh)
They can't wait to judge, them niggas fake as fuck
They don't really love you
Ooh
Don't say a word, just observe
Look at they body language, they nervous
They don't know what to do with you when you know purpose
Ooh
Don't say a word, just go higher
Let the hate be the gas on your fire
Let them niggas know, they don't really love you
They don't really love you
They don't really love you

But I won't stop now (M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)

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