MoneyBagg Yo - No Love lyrics

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MoneyBagg Yo - No Love lyrics

Aye real talk like don't even try to come around me and sh** like you f** with me. That sh** really fake love you know what I'm saying. I'm not f**ing with it. Shake my hand lookin off and sh** n***a look me in my eyes. You know what I'm talking bout The gangsta way n***a only I'm from the streets so I'm cautious (cautious) Some of my old n***as crossed me (wooh) I'm like damn you done lost me (damn hol up) 30 round make em back up off me sh** they say love ain't love sh** (nah) Really starting to hate love (hate it) f** with me for beneficial reasons (what's that?) That's that sh** you call fake love Lil b**h lucky (b**h) Now my ex b**h wanna f** me (b**h) Now my side b**h trynna buck me (hol up) Hoe tried to bash me like I'm nothing (damn) I got rappers trynna diss me Family members in hey feelings (damn) I might come through like I'm Weezy (what? skr skr skr skr) In a drop no ceilings Yea don't what you heard I'm straight in appearance So quit all that joking lil n***a (stop all that sh** lil n***a) This ain't no Friday come in like Worm Pull up and smoke me a n***a (pull up and smoke me a n***a) I went and got me some money that's mandatory (mandatory) I grabbed the 40 it wasn't handed to me (nah) Just counted 200 I feel important (wooh) I don't start sh** I finish stories (I do that) I got all these n***as hatin (all of em) b**hes that dissed me trynna date me (wooh) I heard my n***a wanna ace me (why?) Just cause his b**h trynna face me (uh uh uh) Damn, feds trynna case me Tied me to murders trynna lace me Purge got me paranoid, pacin (welcome back [?]) I hit the cup just to chase it I got em feeling some type of way (why?) They get on Twitter and type away They just get bodied on getaway 41 I got the bigger face (the bigger roley) Already knew they was finna hate But guess how much money I'm bouta make (how much?) Guess how much money I just spent (how much n***a?) Add it up grab a pen (ok let's get it) See my charm like 40 (wooh) Then my wrist like 50 (big money) Double rings got me nifty (nice) In the middle of Memphis at the Hilton (right now) Same b**h said I'm ugly (what?) Now she MCM crushin (man crush Monday) I just broke a head I was rushin (that don't matter there) Crushin bars in the slushy You just a n***a I used to f** with Ion f** with you nomore These n***as thought I was gone until I hopped out the Mazi like I'm Bobo I'll never tell the popo. Pull up on em solo yelling out yolo Austin P I got the mojo Ice Tea swag b**h look like CoCoa Hundred thousand in cash on me I'm in the Yo with the bag on me I'm in the Yo with the mag on me You n***as done turned into f*gs on me I feel its necessary that I k** em I'm rockin zippers like I played in Thriller Plus I got codeine on my liver Plus I got OG in my system I got red bottoms I got real Gucci rockin Faragamo in December [?] Pull up in crack his head down the middle My downfall what they wishin I know they don't like a n***a So when I make it to the red carpet I'm a be on that b**h with my hittas She say she love me cause I'm genuine Well where were you when I was feeling it Well where were you when I was dealing it Didn't have a ride I was stealing it These n***as easy like Sunday morning I get my dick s**ed before performances I got the hickups that's why I'm jumpin I see the future I'm just being honest Had money before CMG (ask Randolph ask em) I'm cold enough cut the fan off You got yo n***as and I got my n***as. Let's meet up and have a standoff f** all that love. It ain't nomo love Ran off on the plug. Now I got the jug So many blue hundreds they think that I'm Cause I'm countin that sh** up You better not budge No love b**h. That's just how I'm feeling real talk. Aye don't even try to, you know what I'm sayin, come around you know what I'm sayin like you really f** with me you know what I'm sayin. That sh** fake. And you know that