MoneyG - No Love

I just gotta load you know I won’t fumble it
Make it back home that gun i won’t run with it
Strap to his dome few shots it’ll crumble him
Born on Own That boss sht I come wit it
I don’t need a pen just punch Me in
I don’t need a friend I got my man
I ain’t trusting no girl don’t do romance
I aint showing no love cut all lose ends
I walk Inna spot and I catch Everybody
Don’t get to close Imma catch me body
Everything Bro said he stood by it
Don’t Get to rowdy We causing a riot
Crazy Like Trevor But Moving micheal
Miss Dirt Bike chu fuck death wanna strike em
Won’t let em get home
First Base Imma pop em
And it’s still fuck 12
Trynna Throw me in lock up
We smoking everybody That think they
Somebody when they talk sht
I just seen my mans dead body I feel nauseous
Fuck around and start Wildin out I’m feeling like nick
Guap like big stupid Guns I’m toting light sht
Play me like a bitch I bet I hit you with some big sht
Rather do the dash in automatic Don’t like stick shift
Everyday Abusing all these woods Imma addicted
Summer time to Winter carry rods like we fishing
You ain’t never show no love don’t have the right to be upset
I won’t Catch a charge Watch How I kill em wit success
Flyest nigga Weed Got me in space like yes cadet
I dont do no talking I walk in like where’s the check
I just gotta load you know I won’t fumble it
Make it back home that gun I won’t run wit it
Strap to his dome few shots it’ll crumble him
Born on Own That boss sht I come wit it
I don’t need a pen just punch Me in
I don’t need a friend I got my man
I ain’t trusting no girl don’t do romance
I aint showing no love cut all lose ends
They been moving funny So I feel like I got Crossed
You can keep On flexing i let Lil bro Rob em All
Tell Kiddy remain Focus take control of the ball
You can take it How you but it’s a fact I’m in ha draws
You might not have No support cause I been banging On ha walls
Daddy payin Child Support dont flex with that I hit the block
I’mma pick a summer Make Mine Right Back to the Guap
We gon Take a break we leave the mall then Right back to the block
With all due respect I am a goat
Dont make me upset I’ll have death knockin on door
Why he dont use his brain his I should’ve Left it on the floor
Only give you once To strike Out you won’t need more
Lightskin Real Blue Eyes Bora bora
I wake up in the trap Therefore No neeed to say Goodmorning
Had to hustle for this Bread don’t make kill you over money

Written by:
Alzahir Howard

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