Lyrics No Luv - Teezy From The Clair

I ain't tryna lock Bs wit you fake gang bangin Ass niggas
You ain't got no ties on the west
I ain't tryna break bread with these lazy ass niggas No grind
On the coach Playin Madden wit ya best
I ain't got no love for these fakin ass hoes
Heart broke Now it's froze Had to get myself in check
Got a baby on the way I gotta get myself a check
Middle finger to my ex I might pull up just to flex

Said I ain't got no love
My well ran dry on that shit
I'm tryna build a million dollar house And put a landed strip on it
Cop a jet so I can fly on that shit
I'm like a fly on that shit What he on
And my reply is that shit Think I might be still fried from that bit
I hated state clothes Money blue as that fit
Gang unit shake downs Tryna knock me wit some lit
Lil ol Teezy and this big ol forty
I smell pussy like a big ol orgy
We not family if you don't do none for me
Two foreign whips Sit em both on forgies
Fish bowl status Why I gotta hide nigga
Peaceful but they know I'll catch a homicide nigga
Ridin by my lonely They ain't down to ride nigga
Burn his ass like it's the summer Comin down to slide nigga
Whip the Beamer like a slave right I'm just tryna get paid right now
I would die rich if they put me in the grave right now Still I'm tryna get paid right now
I'm just tryna misbehave right now Beat it while I pull her braids right now
Put that pussy on a plate and imma clean it like a maid right now
On my paper like a grade right now

I ain't tryna lock Bs wit you fake gang bangin Ass niggas
You ain't got no ties on the west
I ain't tryna break bread with these lazy ass niggas No grind
On the coach Playin Madden wit ya best
I ain't got no love for these fakin ass hoes
Heart broke Now it's froze Had to get myself in check
Got a baby on the way I gotta get myself a check
Middle finger to my ex I might pull up just to flex

Said I ain't got no love
I'm heartless like I'm bangin that Gov
Imma play the hand I was dealt like gloves
Smoke good Keep a wood like a branch No doves
Pissin on these niggas I'm the shit No Luvs
Need a Huggie for my ass And my Son do too
Gorillas stress too So I'm full of that glue
Niggas know the prices right Still I carry like Drew
Cause niggas got no love
Round the clock niggas spinnin round blocks
With 30s like Steph That'll spin around tops
Even thotties get dropped if they been around opps
You won't see that man around me if he been around cops
Niggas martians in my circle Think we been around crops
Photo bombin in my flick I up the glick you get cropped
Fishy niggas foul fuck around and get flopped

I ain't tryna lock Bs wit you fake gang bangin Ass niggas
You ain't got no ties on the west
I ain't tryna break bread with these lazy ass niggas No grind
On the coach Playin Madden wit ya best
I ain't got no love for these fakin ass hoes
Heart broke Now it's froze Had to get myself in check
Got a baby on the way I gotta get myself a check
Middle finger to my ex I might pull up just to flex