No Love

(albüm: Ketha Son - 2019)

Playboy on this bitch, but he ain't playing though

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 crying
In the jungle, it's a wildfire, everybody dying, yeah, yeah, yeah

And it don't got no love in these streets
My bitch 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 bitch 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

With that stick, I stick and move
Rich nigga in the trenches like I ain't got shit to lose
Interrogations, that's the reason I hate interviews
That's on that Nation, I'll up this bitch and finish you
Used to have my hoes up in stores stealing clothes out 'em
Got a junky that'll take a soul to keep his nose powdered
I went that road 'bout some niggas who ain't slide for theyself
I wasn't surprised when you ain't ride, you was just lying to yourself
And I'm still hollering out fuck 12, Trump, and the government
Still that nigga they ain't fucking with, still got drugs and we flooding it
Still out here with that cutter, bitch, I'm strapped up on the daily
Ain't no gang, it's that Nation and we ain't affiliated with no bitch nigga

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 crying
In the jungle, it's a wildfire, everybody dying, yeah, yeah, yeah

And it don't got no love in these streets
My bitch 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

Shit got me hypnotized like that movie Get Out
That's why with no hesitation, I'll blow your shit off
I sense tension in the air 'fore it even kick off
And them hoes, we don't spare, get your bitch 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 shit, fuck minimum wage
Playing with cards but this ain't no spades
Fuck your lil' ho, put that bitch on the blade
'Member I used to go ride with rags
Shit still got me hypnotized today
And all I know is keep that pole on me
Thought they were sticking to the code, but nigga told on me
I'm off parole, this stick'll fold up
Done seen niggas dead in cold blood
Where the hoes only jump on your dick if you had rap dreams and sold drugs

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 crying
In the jungle, it's a wildfire, everybody dying, yeah, yeah, yeah

And it don't got no love in these streets
My bitch 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 bitch 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