No Love

KJ Productions

Diggin' up this line if a nigga try me

I'm runnin' out of time for my niggas, times freeze

Don't these niggas know the price if they ever side me?

We on the high road, block it, make the .9 squeeze

In them dingers with ringers until we find one

We fill them clips to the max, tryna get them guys gone

And I swear these trenches, they hold me, I see my guys gone

Let no bygones get by, I go with my dawgs

Stay down with your niggas grinding

Fuck all them dark days, I wanna see my niggas shining

A mama get a heartache when she hear them sirens

So I ain't showin' no love, that's why your niggas dyin'

So I, I, can't show no love

Cah love will get you killed and put you right in a cemetery

I'm aimin' out the passenger's side of my best friend's ride

You know I'm tryna hop out and squeeze

No I ccan't love these hoes, trust these hoes

I don't know if it's the money or me

Tryna get up out this hood

For the opps' good, I'ma take my niggas with me

Ah, these niggas steady in shootin' but they ain't shit, I'm improvin'

Cah I got everything to lose, dawg

And I swear these feds always bootin'

I'm scared that mama gon' lose it

I gotta watch how I move, dawg

I don't really trust no one

Lean got me movin' slow motion

I'm in the bando where I'm chasin' funds

Only way out if you're from where I'm from

If you're from where I'm from (KJ Productions)

You gotta bank it up or the strips get long

I'm tryna find a round by the end of this one

I'm kinda sick of these feds, I'm tryna blow up these songs

Can't stop me, yeah this ringtone it be on repeat

I keep that blade on my waist, in case they lurk on me

Don't know about uni, got me graduated first degree

That murder on my mind, I know they're tryna melly me

I need feels, we've been down so long

About time that we up

And my nigga, he been gone so long

Can't face the fact that he gone

Diggin' up this line if a nigga try me

I'm runnin' out of time for my niggas, times freeze

Don't these niggas know the price if they ever side me?

We on the high road, block it, make the .9 squeeze

In them dingers with ringers until we find one

We fill them clips to the max, tryna get them guys gone

And I swear these trenches, they hold me, I see my guys gone

Let no bygones get by, I go with my dawgs

I can't show no love

Cah love will get you killed and put you right in a cemetery

I'm aimin' out the passenger's side of my best friend's ride

You know I'm tryna hop out and squeeze

Ay bro, man's doin' that still