This is a song about "No lov"

Always knew where the pot was

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Hundred thousand worth of ice on me now

No one no where no why no how

This life i chose

No, no, we are not those

No lames, no lies, no compromise

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

No preference, irrelevant

And bijies like im out and

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

For the occasion, paper planes

No hesitations no waits

No place no career no place to even steer

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear