FeltzPreviews - No love lyrics

f** these hoes, all i care about is my Swishers Out on road and you know I'm ballin' with my n***a's Have the opps falling like its autumn n***a Now the feds on the block taking picture's We go tough f** getting famous I'll be doing me, that sh**s down for the haters Let the haters get me golden Thank God i was chosen Chilling on the Bay with my bae, you know what I say Body so perfect and everybody know it Everybody know it tryna be a poet I ain't gonna blow it I'm gonna show it Grinding so im Tired but i ain't gonna retire Write my songs in hieroglyphic New listeners wonder who is this? She has Cabernet in her breath when she talk's She got chopped she can barely walk Got nicked couple times shout out my lawyer If you ever go ill be there for yah I'm a go getter so i go get it I'm so wit' it Snapback on my head or its fitted All about the money till it starts looking funny And thats word on mummy let me get mill God willing we dont get ill Cos i dont wanna spend my life swallowing pills I just wanna chase the mills And ill be chasing forever Until i get it better Getting sweaty in this sweater But I'm up like an umbrella We ryding jugging finessing tonight b**h on Skype t**ng her a** doin' it right Pot smokers promote promoter promoters Need a Good year for my career i go in it's all me I stay real and this pain i don't feel Cause they say i ain't got a heart cos they know ill k** I'm Older and wiser but to get there i had to be young and stupid Yes was young and probably clueless Then i grew up and realised that ain't us But ill rather get money then be famous I'm just tired of haters b**hes in my sh** like they cicadas b**hes on our dick wanna get with us You dont need to tell me I know you hate us You can't duck wit our money you will pay us If you speak it'll get peak for a minute They dont know how To keep up with feltzyy's style Got girls rushing to my concerts I go so hard on my work they repeat my verse The ratchet stay on me make these f**ers diddy bop Hit a opp in his top thats a Schott Hold up put that sh** on rewind Okay now we back in time So hurry up and give me a career This is music to your ears and you know it