No Pt - Love Involved

You know for you love I was feigning
Feigning late night creeping
Got the tires screeching
In a srt got the police out here tweaking
I can't save the money I just blew it all in nemians
My pops told me to shoot first we don't ever play no defense
Yea that's grim Reach for my chain lose an arm n limb
Poppa in heaven I'm higher than him
Could be a pilot I'm flyer than them
Mouth full of Diamonds it's harder to talk
I turn a ghetto hoe to Summer Walk'
If she was smart she wouldn't answer my call
I get to tweaking when it's love involved
Wake up the block when I get in my car sound like a plane when I press start
She keep asking me to post her I told that dumb bitch to play her part
I got rich off pimping shit can't let no groupie hoe break my heart
She save my name in her phone as Picasso on her face where I make my art
We give out face shots free ID
Switching lanes I spilt my lean
Know This one hoe from high school I couldn't get I would've gave the hoe my seed
Every cup I sip is muddy Off two pills geeked up like a tutor
She say Eli why can't you just love me I don't trust her I'm gone use her
I ain't tripping if I lose her peta hate me cat abuser
Lately I just feel Virgil for a check hoe I just do it
Having withdrawals miss tasting the act
I blew a hundred I'm making it back
All of these niggas that's rapping is wack
GLE big body tinted the back
Nigga on edge you get shoot just for looking I know my niggas be upping the score
Niggas be feinding they chasing some pussy man I don't even want my bitch no more
She said I'd love you if let me
She been crying she tryna forget me
I'm dog lil hoe just come pet me
You know for you love I was feigning
Feigning late night creeping
Got the tires screeching
In a srt got the police out here tweaking
I can't save the money I just blew it all in nemians
My pops told me to shoot first we don't ever play no defense
Yea that's grim Reach for my chain lose an arm n limb
Poppa in heaven I'm higher than him
Could be a pilot I'm flyer than them
Mouth full of Diamonds it's harder to talk
I turn a ghetto hoe to Summer Walk'
If she was smart she wouldn't answer my call
I get to tweaking when it's love involved

Written by:
Elijah Collins

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