No Love

I'm from a city known for killing, taking shit stealing

Where you can come and cop a brick or bo, my young niggas dealing

Just seen him at the store, now that young nigga missing

Basically, it ain't no love in the trenches

You can't even trust your friends, you might get set up by bitches

Before they play under me, I stand over them with this missile

Anyways, gotta show love to em anyways

That's the shit I think about

On the road to richest interstate

Can't win every time I get an L, give or take

But take that shit to the chin, you better not bend or break

Free all my members, still locked with a pending case

I ran out of love, I ran out of trust

I ran out of friends, but never ran out of money

If it wasn't about that bag, I never ran after nothing

I went to a benz from an Acura

New deposit in, hoe add it up

I been doing numbers, hoe calendar

Getting the best head on marble countertops

Two shots of hen, I want it on the rocks

I love back ends, love my money counter

Even if a nigga money dirty, I love money showers

I think money grow on trees, I need money flowers

But I can't give

Anyways, gotta show love to them anyways

Never play with barbie dolls, I hate bitches that super fake

All this money we can make together, bitches rather choose to hate

All the bitches that don't fuck with me

Is simply cause them bitches can't anyway

Gotta show anyways

I ran out of love, I ran out of trust

I ran out of friends but never ran out of money

If it wasn't about my bag, never ran after nothing

And why I can't show on God?