Conditional ft. Murda Boi Lyrics

Hey, hey, hey

Oh yeah

And they love come with conditions

I don't want your love cause its conditional, oh

Dictional, oh

I ain't never seen no other way

And I don't need your love if its conditional, oh

Dictional, oh

Put you in a bad position

Keep that love if that love come with conditions

Wish me dead, pussy nigga, keep on wishing

Don't want your love if I can't have it all

Don't say you riding, get to slacking off

Deep in my feelings, I can't think at all

You cut me deep, I want some fentanyl

Who need the ups and downs

We shooting for the top

If you ain't with me, say it now

Another bitch will fill you spot

I got em' lined up

But you know that already, so make your mind up

Don't take too long being petty, because your time up

Don't make me leave you where you at, you watched me climb up

Every time I'm with a bitch, gone be a reminder

Of what we could've had

Of what you should've said

Of what we could've been

I don't want your love cause its conditional, oh

Dictional, oh

I ain't never seen no other way

And I don't need your love if its conditional, oh

Dictional, oh

Put you in a bad position

Keep that love if that love come with conditions

Wish me dead, pussy nigga, keep on wishing

You rock with me halfway, that's not the code to me

You ride, I ride, that's real, that's how it supposed to be

That fake shit not gone go go

My heart froze, can't go for that shit no more more

Blood don't make you family, that shit just make us related

Keep all the hugs and keep the blessings, man

Cut all that faking

Had a cousin, ain't send a dollar

He ain't write shit

Now he locked up

I ain't got a dollar for your life bid

Had a lot of niggas round me, when them pounds on deck

Cut the grass

Only real niggas around me left

Money, murder, music, prison, ain't no milestone left

Life real

Every nigga I'm around gone step

Keep that fake shit, don't want that at all

If I'm fighting a case, rather do that alone

My best friend from the second grade barely picked up the phone

Don't look at you like you is a friend at all

I don't want your love cause its conditional, oh

Dictional, oh

I ain't never seen no other way

And I don't need your love if its conditional, oh

Dictional, oh

Put you in a bad position

Keep that love if that love come with conditions

Wish me dead, pussy nigga, keep on wishing