No Love Lyrics

No Love lyrics

f/ The Commisiona, Guce







[JT the Bigga Figga]



Man I devour emcees, spittin verses over trees



Have a motherfucker lookin for me overseas



Turnin G's to millions, the millions into billions



Cuz I'm tryna make this shit happen for my children



The twins, got me on the hustle after ends



All in the wind and keep far from the pen



Here we go again (go again) the Hen' got a nigga tilted



Bent like L-Bone so the competition quilted



I spilt it, worldwide to all the newses



Fuckin with this, ya loose it - get a verbal bruisin



You know pursuin the paper, treat my destiny



so if ya next to me ya better be about it



To put yourself in jepordy cuz shit done got crowded



I can't allow it, mob shit bitch can't live without it



Somehow found it unbelievable to be unbeatable



In my eyes, facin competition we unseeable



I'm finna see a bid so please



Man we can see the final finishes



My team; a lot like acid, leavin shit sizzlin



Rockin straight jean suits and Timberlands



With a hollow for you, penalty for disrespectin



Even then get a testin, my westcoast connection



We rippin fleshes, tearin intestines out of chestes



Bitch! (bitch!) bitch.. (bitch) ya know







[Hook] - 2X



We live the life of thugs; slangin drugs and duckin slugs



On the block collectin knots - it ain't no love



We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs



Ridin low, flippin on bitches, blowin on bud







[The Commisiona]



Yeah



I just got off the private plane, doin a show with the Big and Tel



Tired as hell, we happy to be back in Pimp City



Thinkin about the night before at the show



We had the whole party Get Low on the flo'



Happy to ball, ghetto stars, the other side of the globe



gettin jiggy, makin the crowd astonished the way we minglin



Got it locked now, keepin it locked down



Niggaz lookin at us like we some suckas from outta town



I didn't trip though, till I seen one of them niggaz



slip this other nigga a pistol



I called my kin, told them to bring the bulletproof camel



with the black revolver - they lookin at us like we shystie



outta towners glass ballers, and I guess some of these niggaz flawless



He said, "No problem, I'll be there in less than five whole
minutes"



Time is timid, so bring the bulletproof vest too



After I got off the stage, niggaz were scarin hoes with a penis



Nigga believe this, I ain't lyin, man that's it we film it







[Hook] - 2X







[Guce]



Slidin in my two-thousand Caddy



Sweepin up the change from the block



When the glock shot, it's all day everyday - we bang



E-B-K, get yo' wig pushed from the cake



We ride southside, westcoast on mind



Kiss the motherfuckin fo' five



Hit him up Mobbalotti, runnin from the one time



Get Paid Mafia, shinin like diamonds



The Cardier make a hoe stare



Dick bustin through yo' pussy hair



Ghetto celebrity, thuggin till the death of me



Drinkin bullies with the gang, westcoast connect mayne



Blow a tree to maintain, do assault for petty change



Money over bitches, ridin on dubs, these bitches



From Highgrove to hittin switches



Get Paid, all about the cheddar, square-ass nigga



Hatin on a playa - the mob gon' getcha



Split ya, rippin yo' pockets on the regular



I'm that nigga that you scared of!







[Hook] - 2X