Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song no love , by - NBA YoungBoy. Release date: 14.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song no love , by - NBA YoungBoy. no love |
| Ayy, this that lit right here |
| Yeah (oh yeah) |
| Slime |
| June, you’re a genius |
| Slim, slim |
| Press by my life, my interview be the booth |
| I got my head on steady, going in, I can’t lose |
| Just want your love to be genuine, I’m the that you use |
| And I won’t change for anything, I give it all up for you |
| But if I ever let my feelings past, baby then I’m through (then I’m through) |
| And I won’t never leave, but if I catch you with another man baby, |
| then I’m through |
| 'Cause I been caught up counting up (count up), and baby I don’t need no love |
| (don't need no love) |
| I just want money and some drugs (some drugs) |
| I’m turned up in the club (club), blow through the ceiling with my thugs (bitch) |
| They know I don’t give a fuck (wow) |
| Plus I’m strapped up, who wanna play with me |
| You know them killers stay with me |
| We screaming all this first degree |
| I come up banging in them streets |
| I’m here and I won’t never leave |
| My blood running down my sleeve |
| My feelings change with the trees |
| My heart covered down with lean |
| I’ll never choose you, won’t admit that I’m right |
| Them hoes wanna just be you, they tell you leave out my life |
| They tried to make me leave you alone but I said «fuck you, we fight» |
| I’m on a road, tryna figure who you fucked with that night |
| But I say fuck it, prison taught me better, turn up rock out with that metal |
| You sneaking 'round with these niggas, I guess that, that nigga better |
| Try my hardest not to hit her, know you think that I’ma kill her |
| If you leave I ain’t got nobody, I better not catch a nigga with her |
| 'Cause in the streets nigga, we bang for our life (we bang) |
| For you, I risked everything, I feel like I paid the price |
| If you ain’t happy, I ain’t happy, I just want make it right |
| I’m taking twenty pills a day, might overdose through the night |
| Don’t wanna talk 'cause I don’t know (I don’t know) |
| How the fuck can I live alone? |
| (yeah) |
| Don’t wanna talk before you came I was down |
| How the fuck can you leave me 'lone? |
| (yeah) |
| On the block with that dog food, truck come in bound-bound |
| Police coming (wee-do-wee), where the fuck to run now? |
| D. Dot run down on a nigga, stick 'em up like lay it down |
| Bitch that been my girl from the jump, you play 'em laying down |
| 'Cause you know, I’ll never let em disrespect her (no) |
| On my own, I been balling on another level (another level) |
| And I’m gone, I’m sending hits, they think that I’m a devil (I'm a devil) |
| On the road, nobody left, I done brought all my niggas (gang) |
| Press by my life, my interview be the booth |
| I got my head on steady, going in, I can’t lose |
| Just want your love to be genuine, I’m the that you use |
| And I won’t change for anything, I give it all up for you |
| But if I ever let my feelings past, baby then I’m through (then I’m through) |
| And I won’t never leave, but if I catch you with another man baby, |
| then I’m through |
| 'Cause I been caught up counting up (count up), and baby I don’t need no love |
| (don't need no love) |
| I just want money and some drugs (some drugs) |
| I’m turned up in the club (club), blow through the ceiling with my thugs (I'm |
| with my thugs) |
| They know I don’t give a fuck (that's right) |
| On the block with that dog food, truck come in bound-bound |
| Police coming (wee-do-wee), where the fuck to run now? |
| D. Dot run down on a nigga, stick 'em up like lay it down |
| Bitch that been my girl from the jump, you play 'em laying down |
| Ayy bitch don’t tell me none 'bout her, what you mean? |
| Ayy, long as I don’t catch her with no nigga, I’ma stay this |
| I’ma stay loving her the way I love her |
| And the day I do catch her shit, then I’m through |
| What it is nigga? |
| Fuck |
| Ayy, 'cause I ain’t worried bout nothin' |
| There’s somebody outchea for to love us all |
| But if we can’t be in no relationship with this person and make it work |
| How the fuck you gon' go be in another one and make it work, it’s the same thing |