Heady - No Love (feat. Centrel C Cench & WeWanWraithz)

I'm gettin' tired, I ain't feelin' no love
Sixteen, fell in love with the Gang signs
Fell in love with the hood six teeth fit inside of it
Grr bow, we holdin' it down, we aimin' on anybody
That goes for everybody, who say they love me but hatin' on me for real

I'm gettin' tired, I ain't feelin' no love
Sixteen, fell in love with the Gang signs
Fell in love with the hood six teeth fit inside of it
Grr bow, we holdin' it down, we aimin' on anybody
That goes for everybody, who say they love me but hatin' on me for real

Bro came home in a week re-offended, they made him worse, no rehabilitation
Tug tuned in to the radio station, BBC got me on rotation
The opps are broke, they didn't need donation, startin' a broke pagan foundation
Gang unit made a operation, Jakes on the block with a big outstation

My cuz done 8 for the home invasion, and my dawg got spots, dalmatian
Where we grow up is so corrupt, we don't get no love and it gets frustrating
Nearly ran up a M and I'm not content, see me, I don't get complacent
Me and Wraiths the only ones in the game, acceptin' a Bitcoin payment

Press on the gas, I don't know what the limit is, 4,038s the kick is ridiculous
Rarris and Lambos we comin' and whippin' it, Daydates and dwellers the faces are twinnin shit
Aim at the target my bro he ain't missin' it, no
Got haters on go, grr, bow, we let it revolve, we gettin' it

I'm gettin' tired, I ain't feelin' no love
Sixteen, fell in love with the Gang signs
Fell in love with the hood six teeth fit inside of it
Grr bow, we holdin' it down, we aimin' on anybody
That goes for everybody, who say they love me but hatin' on me for real

This ain't LA, this London city, I don't know nothin' bout Bloods and Crips
But I must admit that we still got sticks, bare American man come here and get licked
Aw man, diamonds, they're epileptic fit, aw man
VVs on the necklaces, I'm selective with who I get with
Gyall on my phone, tryna see who I slept with

It is gettin' so hot, it's bait, I changed up my spot, no Nelly
O.T. had a bitch, said, beg it, I just got a tenner in fuckin' pennies
Bare goal in my mark like Melly, I got bare hoes, don't trust in any
Cuzz got away from a high-speed chase and ducked them Jakes in a fuckin' heli

Press on the gas, I don't know what the limit is, 4,038s the kick is ridiculous
Rarris and Lambos we comin' and whippin' it, Daydates and dwellers the faces are twinnin shit
Aim at the target my bro he ain't missin' it, no
Got haters on go, grr, bow, we let it revolve, we gettin' it

I'm gettin' tired, I ain't feelin' no love
Sixteen, fell in love with the Gang signs
Fell in love with the hood six teeth fit inside of it
Grr bow, we holdin' it down, we aimin' on anybody
That goes for everybody, who say they love me but hatin' on me for real

I'm gettin' tired, I ain't feelin' no love
Sixteen, fell in love with the Gang signs
Fell in love with the hood six teeth fit inside of it
Grr bow, we holdin' it down, we aimin' on anybody
That goes for everybody, who say they love me but hatin' on me for real

Written by:
LARON JAMES, NIKOLA PEJOVIC, PIERRE DELINCE, THOMAS HORTON

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