No Love ft. Backwards Buda Lyrics

Bitch I do hella drugs, yeah

I sip hella mudd, yeah

The streets ain't never love me

Now i don't give a fuck, yeah

Used to show hella love, yeah

Now I don't like to show no love, yeah

Cause a nigga never gave a fuck bout me

Then I can't give a fuck, okay

Black heart, black guts

Black veins, black blood no love

Streets will steal you streets will kill you

Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love

Black heart, black guts

Black veins, black blood no love

Streets will steal you streets will kill you

Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love

Momma always told me stay away from

All that hood shit guess I couldn't listen

Fuck a job fuck a 9 to 5

I got this music shit and starting flipping

Back then these bitches never knew me

Now they love me now I don't wanna get with them

Bend her backwards have her limping

Then I gotta dip she tripping left that bitch dripping

Crackers watching niggas hating

And they waiting patiently just for me to slip

Niggas talking to the Feds why do you think

When they get caught up they catching them slip

Pussy nigga stop the acting

Ain't no lacking boy my city clapping niggas

Niggas say they real but I think

They as fake as plastic like some action figures

Like damn, I don't think they understand

Damn, they all know I gotta plan

Wow, I'm tired of living like a solider

A whip pass by I got pistols in my hand

Ooh, I'm praying God will lead the way

Ooh, I told my momma face to face

Ooh, that I'ma get her out this place

And we gon' see some better days I ain't been living right

Bitch I do hella drugs, yeah

I sip hella mudd, yeah

The streets ain't never love me

Now i don't give a fuck, yeah

Used to show hella love, yeah

Now I don't like to show no love, yeah

Cause a nigga never gave a fuck bout me

Then I can't give a fuck, okay

Black heart, black guts

Black veins, black blood no love

Streets will steal you streets will kill you

Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love

Black heart, black guts

Black veins, black blood no love

Streets will steal you streets will kill you

Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love

Chicken-Talking pistol packing rapping trappin

Man that boy been bout his issue

Holy-Moly Rollie polllie ollie

Presidential Day-Date that cost me a ticket

Bending corners been a loaner

No diploma Cocaina all in the fender

Cold hearted go retarded bust the 40

If somebody play bout that business

50 Thousand in the motor

Make the ground shake everytime that I hit it

28's jumping out the bowl

Like froggy ribbit everytime that i hit it

Bust it down & scrape it to a chicken

Fuck with niggas who ain't never switching

Fuck a nigga did I fail to mention

Sleeping on me put him in detention

Martha Stewart whipping in the kitchen

Palm scratching trigger-finger itching

Money motivated on a mission

Sleeping in a mansion from the trenches

Residue got all these dirty dishes

In the mirror I'm the competition

Black tux semi with extension

Black Bent sitting on them inches

Bitch I do hella drugs, yeah

I sip hella mudd, yeah

The streets ain't never love me

Now i don't give a fuck, yeah

Used to show hella love, yeah

Now I don't like to show no love, yeah

Cause a nigga never gave a fuck bout me

Then I can't give a fuck, okay

Black heart, black guts

Black veins, black blood no love

Streets will steal you streets will kill you

Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love

Black heart, black guts

Black veins, black blood no love

Streets will steal you streets will kill you

Swear to God the streets will show your ass no love