JT the Bigga Figga - No Love lyrics

[JT the Bigga Figga] Man I devour emcees, spittin verses over trees Have a motherf**er lookin for me overseas Turnin G's to millions, the millions into billions Cuz I'm tryna make this sh** happen for my children The twins, got me on the hustle after ends All in the wind and keep far from the pen Here we go again (go again) the Hen' got a n***a tilted Bent like L-Bone so the competition quilted I spilt it, worldwide to all the newses f**in with this, ya loose it - get a verbal bruisin You know pursuin the paper, treat my destiny So if ya next to me ya better be about it To put yourself in jepordy cuz sh** done got crowded I can't allow it, mob sh** b**h can't live without it Somehow found it unbelievable to be unbeatable In my eyes, facin competition we unseeable I'm finna see a bid so please Man we can see the final finishes My team; a lot like acid, leavin sh** sizzlin Rockin straight jean suits and Timberlands With a hollow for you, penalty for disrespectin Even then get a testin, my westcoast connection We rippin fleshes, tearin intestines out of chestes b**h! (b**h!) b**h.. (b**h) ya know [Hook] - 2X We live the life of thugs; slangin d** and duckin slugs On the block collectin knots - it ain't no love We tryna flip somethin; like a drop Benz, sittin on dubs Ridin low, flippin on b**hes, blowin on bud [The Commisiona] Yeah I just got off the private plane, doin a show with the Big and Tel Tired as hell, we happy to be back in Pimp City Thinkin about the night before at the show We had the whole party Get Low on the flo' Happy to ball, ghetto stars, the other side of the globe Gettin jiggy, makin the crowd astonished the way we minglin Got it locked now, keepin it locked down n***as lookin at us like we some s**as from outta town I didn't trip though, till I seen one of them n***as Slip this other n***a a pistol I called my kin, told them to bring the bulletproof camel With the black revolver - they lookin at us like we shystie Outta towners gla** ballers, and I guess some of these n***as flawless He said, "No problem, I'll be there in less than five whole minutes" Time is timid, so bring the bulletproof vest too After I got off the stage, n***as were scarin hoes with a penis n***a believe this, I ain't lyin, man that's it we film it [Hook] - 2X [Guce] Slidin in my two-thousand Caddy Sweepin up the change from the block When the Glock shot, it's all day everyday - we bang E-B-K, get yo' wig pushed from the cake We ride southside, westcoast on mind Kiss the motherf**in fo' five Hit him up Mobbalotti, runnin from the one time Get Paid Mafia, shinin like diamonds The Cardier make a hoe stare Dick bustin through yo' p**y hair Ghetto celebrity, thuggin till the d**h of me Drinkin bullies with the gang, westcoast connect mayne Blow a tree to maintain, do a**ault for petty change Money over b**hes, ridin on dubs, these b**hes From Highgrove to hittin switches Get Paid, all about the cheddar, square-a** n***a Hatin on a playa - the mob gon' getcha Split ya, rippin yo' pockets on the regular I'm that n***a that you scared of! [Hook] - 2X