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nolove4anga by Brexton

  1. I ain't got no love for a nigga no no no love for a nigga
  2.  
  3. What you want from a nigga? What you want from a nigga?
  4.  
  5. Had some fun with a nigga, need yo love for me, nigga
  6.  
  7. Got no love for a nigga, what the fuck, you gold digga?
  8.  
  9. And she love that vanilla, I say, "What?" Shoot up killas
  10.  
  11. Know what's up, we gon' drill ya
  12.  
  13. Gun be tucked yeah we killas, uh uh uh
  14.  
  15.  
  16.  
  17. And no need to worry, cuz most of us be ill
  18.  
  19. I love you still, I can't get killed
  20.  
  21. Them hoes get drilled, yeah, I got them skills
  22.  
  23. They know I'm skilled, that's a simple fact
  24.  
  25. You niggas hate me for my civil acts
  26.  
  27. Don't know what you're on, but here's a little fact:
  28.  
  29. Took yo bitch to Saint Laurent and kicked her ass, uh
  30.  
  31. I popped that pimple Dad, the fuck you gettin' at?
  32.  
  33. She say my visions bad, I got ambitions, Dad
  34.  
  35. You got to accept that I'm not giving back
  36.  
  37. Imma go and kick it back, you know we kicking back
  38.  
  39. I got my pistol strapped, them niggas kickin' ass
  40.  
  41. Feel like I'm tripping bad, I was always tricking Dad
  42.  
  43. Ayy, okay, okay, I had a simple past full with simple acts
  44.  
  45. Them niggas want me dead, but they a little fat
  46.  
  47. And I juice up, nigga, I committed some sinful acts
  48.  
  49. But I'm back in the game, shit's a simple task
  50.  
  51. Kicked his simple ass, popped a pimple fast
  52.  
  53. Ayy, uh uh uh uh, this shit be simple math
  54.  
  55. It's like 2+2 equals fish, hoes giving us simple tags
  56.  
  57. Just to categorize us, hoe, I had a sinful past
  58.  
  59. Ayy, ayy, my niggas up I took the middle path
  60.  
  61. Cuz I'm the middleman of a middle past, uh uh
  62.  
  63. You don't have what us symbols have, my love's a simple graph
  64.  
  65. I can kick his ass and then sit sit back, uh
  66.  
  67. You niggas know where I'm gettin' at
  68.  
  69. I got my lil' MAC, she a little bad
  70.  
  71. But she not too too bad, I ain't missin' dad
  72.  
  73. Niggas kicking ass, meanwhile I'm pimpin' fast
  74.  
  75. All these niggas rats, all these niggas bad
  76.  
  77. All these niggas sad, all these niggas mad
  78.  
  79. All these niggas glad that I been gettin' cash
  80.  
  81. I got visions that haunt my little past
  82.  
  83. And you hate me, yeah, I'm gettin' that
  84.  
  85. But all of this shit is, uh, getting bad, yeah yeah
  86.  
  87. She shake that lil' ass, I kicked that nigga's ass, oh oh oh
  88.  
  89. There's nothing that can be fixing that
  90.  
  91. My prior acts give 'em heart attacks yea they switchin fast
  92.  
  93. Switchin like Four Seasons, they gettin mad
  94.  
  95. This shit's so bad, but who cares? My Glocky gettin stashed
  96.  
  97. Fuck the cops fuck the SWAT fuck the peedee fuck the popes
  98.  
  99. Fuck yo dad, heart attack, cardiac, run it back, fuck 'em bad
  100.  
  101. Suck at it, tuck my shit, need to fuck that bit', ooh ooh
  102.  
  103. And they miss it bad, they miss this bad
  104.  
  105. They miss me bad, they miss me bad, oh
  106.  
  107. How can we even be fixing that? Them niggas kicked so bad in they ass
  108.  
  109. But okay, okay, otay, okurr, I need me some bitch who has
  110.  
  111. (Money!) Money, money, money, I need it bad, oh oh oh oh, I get the racks
  112.  
  113. I get the cash, I get the stacks, I get they ass, I get it fast
  114.  
  115. I give 'em racks, I give 'em stacks, I give 'em cash
  116.  
  117. I give 'em ass, I give 'em this, I give 'em things, I give 'em that
  118.  
  119. I give 'em rings, I get 'em mad, I get 'em sad, I get 'em bad
  120.  
  121. Then I get 'em glad, they gettin' capped, they gettin' snapped
  122.  
  123. We gettin' strapped, we giving back, we giving cash
  124.  
  125. To the ones who need it, I'm giving Dad
  126.  
  127. Heart attacks, fuck 'em up, fuck him up, I've been pimpin' that
  128.  
  129. Uh huh, aight
  130.  
  131.  
  132.  
  133. (I can't trust no fake bitch, you know this)
  134.  
  135. (Why you lyin'? I hate this, too potent)
  136.  
  137. (Feel like I am dying, unnoticed)
  138.  
  139. (Babygirl I don't like this, I ain't too focused)
  140.  
  141. Yeah, feeling like I'm Joseph, them bitches don't notice
  142.  
  143. Ho, I feel like Roman, them hoes left me broken
  144.  
  145. Bitch I had my moments where I was at my lowest
  146.  
  147. Glock I fucking tote it, now my Glocky loaded, uh
  148.  
  149. Niggas act like Jonas oh yea that ho my 'pponent
  150.  
  151. She left me fucked up layin' in the roses
  152.  
  153. How can I find love when love leave me hopeless?
  154.  
  155. Nigga stole from me so I left him homeless (skrrt, skrrt)
  156.  
  157. When I get money that shit's just a bonus (fo'sure sure)
  158.  
  159. Them niggas know she my magnum opus (woah oh)
  160.  
  161. They the slowest, got that slowness, got that proneness
  162.  
  163. Bullets thru his dome bitch, yo love be bogus
  164.  
  165. My bars the coldest, I feel like Odin, in class, teacher droning
  166.  
  167. On &on &on &on, leave 'em brainless, leave 'em boneless
  168.  
  169. Niggas ebola, Hocus Pocus, fuck they on 'bout? Fuck the showbiz
  170.  
  171. Feel like Dennis full of loneness (yea ah)
  172.  
  173. He did blackface and he didn't own it, ayy
  174.  
  175. Okay, them niggas got a diagnosis, I'm with my gang so focused, yeah
  176.  
  177. Them niggas know I need the antidote in huge doses
  178.  
  179. I don't really know yo motives, Selena Gomez
  180.  
  181. I leave em frozen, like I'm Elsa, I love explosives
  182.  
  183. Explodin is my slogan, yeah, bitches know I do aerobics
  184.  
  185. I been overdosing, you hoes just be roaches
  186.  
  187. Fuck around catch a body go bowling
  188.  
  189. Nigga want me dead I get it I noticed
  190.  
  191. You in my head always fucking probing
  192.  
  193. I been in my bed steady fixing my clothing
  194.  
  195. She was seeing red when she saw me approaching
  196.  
  197. Niggas fin' be dead them ashes that we smoking
  198.  
  199. Now his face turn red got my Glocky reloading
  200.  
  201. Niggas gon end up dead this the end this is where we going?
  202.  
  203. Out in the open, hoes'll die knowin'
  204.  
  205. That I'm the king of Glocky holding &toting
  206.  
  207. So shake dat ass for me baby you been hoping
  208.  
  209. That shit won't get bad for me but you just was coping
  210.  
  211. Them niggas always mad at me I'm so high I'm floating
  212.  
  213. They never send texts back at me I was fucking coasting
  214.  
  215. They tryna come at at me, bitch, I am not joking
  216.  
  217. She always provoking, she always just posing
  218.  
  219. Niggas got me exploding, bad omen, you hoes rodents
  220.  
  221. Got her gruntin &fucking moanin, friendly fire, free roaming
  222.  
  223. Men'll be groping but I ain't do that shit, bears we poking
  224.  
  225. Uh uh uh, I loathe it, I'm loathing the way you hair combing
  226.  
  227. And the way you look at me and start gloating
  228.  
  229. Ayy, bullets hit his chest &he start croaking
  230.  
  231. Now he fucking dead, we get to damn poaching
  232.  
  233. I gave you my love and I can fucking revoke it
  234.  
  235. You know she so bad and she don't even try to cloak it
  236.  
  237. Joe Rogan, them niggas always broking
  238.  
  239. I'm with my gang gang gang gang, bitch, I'm golden
  240.  
  241. Y'all just left over broken components, ayy ayy
  242.  
  243. Them niggas so fake yeah they done eroded
  244.  
  245. They started eroding, dearest condolence
  246.  
  247. To them niggas talking that shit, uh uh never showing no emotions
  248.  
  249. We gon smoke him we gon smoke it goin thru the motions
  250.  
  251. You gon get the notion she just want the lotion
  252.  
  253. Make her cry not a river but an entire fucking ocean
  254.  
  255. Hoes coaching everythang I do, but I ain't molding
  256.  
  257. Or conforming to this BS, them bitches choking
  258.  
  259. I'm posted wit yo bitch, ayy, these pics I'm posting
  260.  
  261. She cause commotion, bitch, I'm in Troy, uh, Imma Trojan
  262.  
  263. Fuck you on 'bout? We get to roasting, we get to toasting
  264.  
  265. His ass get toasted, my heart I was loaning
  266.  
  267. We all some poaches, guns I have toted, people I have quotes
  268.  
  269. Messages askin me if I've voted, ho, I ain't voting
  270.  
  271. You can suck my dick lil' bitch and fuck your promotions
  272.  
  273. I'm with my gang we no blood or no crip, we just that devoted
  274.  
  275. And I show her my utmost devotion
  276.  
  277. And she leave me for Otis
  278.  
  279. So I left her and haven't folded
  280.  
  281. Nothing can always be sugarcoated
  282.  
  283. So don't fucking sugar coat it
  284.  
  285. Bitch, my heart done exploded, so high I done floated
  286.  
  287. Hoes get fucking scolded, why they so damn 'phobic?
  288.  
  289. My heart be corroded, I am them fucking GOAT, bitch
  290.  
  291. Always on that GOAT shit, she gon' get deep throated
  292.  
  293. Yea we just deep throating, now yo ass demoted
  294.  
  295. My niggas never gloated, b b bitch, this lie you've woven?
  296.  
  297. Gon' get fucked up when the walls start close in
  298.  
  299. B b b bitch she outspoken, explosions, ferocious
  300.  
  301. Interwoven, lies unspoken, quotient, bad omen, oxytocin, ibuprofen
  302.  
  303. I just need ibuprofen to end the pain, I want ice in my potion
  304.  
  305. Yeah
  306.  
  307.  
  308.  
  309. I ain't got no love for a nigga no no no love for a nigga
  310.  
  311. What you want from a nigga? What you want from a nigga?
  312.  
  313. Had some fun with a nigga, need yo love for me, nigga
  314.  
  315. Got no love for a nigga, what the fuck, you gold digga?
  316.  
  317. And she love that vanilla, I say, "What?" Shoot up killas
  318.  
  319. Know what's up, we gon' drill ya
  320.  
  321. Gun be tucked yeah we killas, uh uh uh

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