lil blade – no love lyrics
[intro]
n+ggas know i keep it real
hustle until i get a deal
you don’t know how i feel
[bridge]
n+ggas slept on me, n+ggas stabbed me in the back
ain’t even checked on me, now they askin’ where i’m at
put the pressure on me, ‘til this day, i ain’t crack
had to go and handle business, sh+t, i told them, “i’ll be back”
[verse]
see me ridin’ through the city, n+gga, ain’t sh+t tinted
my birthday on the tags, n+gga, ain’t sh+t rented
been ballin’ for forever, n+gga, ain’t sh+t finished
i’m the piece to the puzzle, n+gga, ain’t sh+t missin’
my mama trippin’ on me, but i gotta get this money
god tell me every day, i can feel it in my stomach
got b+tches from the 6 and got b+tches out in london
might lose it all on friday, and be up and done by monday
you can’t get my number, you ain’t bad enough
i don’t talk numbers, let your b+tch add me up
boy, that petty ass stash, it won’t last a month
had to grab a ice chain just to match the buffs
had to tell her, “settle down, i ain’t with the cuffs”
b+tch, you can’t make me mad, when i don’t give a f+ck
you went and got fresh, i spent it on my cup
yeah, i went and cashed the coupe like bro do the truck
yeah, smellin’ like givenchy, off of little runts
n+gga, when these hoes see me, they be goin’ nuts
they wanna see me on the ground, don’t wanna see me up
i just popped out on these n+ggas, they ain’t see me com
all the sh+t that i done did, we ain’t gon’ talk about it
you gon’ run up out of numbers, if we countin’ pockets
thirteen+hunid in my left, i’m bettin’ on the rockets
if you ain’t tryna make no money, then don’t come around me
was stuck in the light, now it’s time to hit the gas on ‘em
playin’ me twice? seein’ me, boy, this your last moment
you callin’ her “wife,” me and my n+gga just went half on her
snuck us in the club, ain’t know brodie had the mag on him
ain’t gon’ be there when it pop
ain’t gon’ be there when that sh+t fall
hit a b+tch and diss her off like i’m chris paul
and her n+gga wanna be me, know he p+ssed off
throwin’ shots in my field? gon’ get picked off
ran me up a check and did it in some white low’s
i f+ck bad b+tches, i don’t deal with trife hoes
her ass fat, so i f+ck her with the lights on
gon’ count while you can before the price gone
i’m chasin’ on a m, f+ck a hunid+grand
i wanna ball on all the summers, f+ck a summer jam
always play my cards right, i never show my hand
i done showed some n+ggas love i’ll never show again
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