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Chris Sails

No Love

 

No Love


[Chris Sails:]
I don't show love anymore
They'll use that shit against you
Taking all these drugs a lot
Got me fucking up my mental
Had to get inside her mental
Then fucked in her a Benz Coupe
Scared to go to church cause they be acting like, they don't sin too
Only time they fear God, when the rent due
Everybody hood now
Trayvon, I'm tryna put on for my hood now
We was in them trenches but, I swear to God, we good now
Nigga we was in that field
Tryna numb the pain so, I'm steady popping pills
Hurt my soul, I ain't talking to my son
Not the type to promote violence, so I'm tryna put the guns down
But, where I'm from, you do the killing, or get gunned down
How you go against the grain, I don't love now

[Boudin:]
No love, my heart is empty
So broken, it's hard to fix me
My emotions, but on one could hear me
Gotta keep the pole cause, most of these niggas envy
No love, my heart is empty
So broken, it's hard to fix me
My emotions, but on one could hear me
Gotta keep the pole cause, most of these niggas envy, yeah

[Jman:]
I got four kids, you do the math
I gotta be the man now
Go toe-to-toe with Devil before, I stick my hand out
I'm tryna find a way but, there's something I can plan out
Street grinding team so, I'm flexing with them bands on me
It's hard to open, I gotta keep it in me
Staying focused, whenever shit get blurry
Remember no clothes, now I'm dripping [?]
Feeling chosen, they never [?]

[Boudin:]
No love, my heart is empty
So broken, it's hard to fix me
My emotions, but on one could hear me
Gotta keep the pole cause, most of these niggas envy
No love, my heart is empty
So broken, it's hard to fix me
My emotions, but on one could hear me
Gotta keep the pole cause, most of these niggas envy, yeah

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