Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fearless Love, artist - Starlito. Album song Cold Turkey, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.07.2013
Record label: Grind Hard
Song language: English
Fearless Love |
| They say fear and love can’t coexist |
| So I poured some syrup in my Sunkist |
| Woke up early this morning gave my blunt a kiss |
| Never got off that get money shit |
| Riding with me my myself and I cause nan one of us ain’t gonna snitch |
| On the city bus with my pack |
| Cause the police so mother fucking hot |
| Ask Trip and Zilla had a zip of killa and bout 10 guns at my spot (chop chop) |
| Turn a studio into a dope house |
| Might be driving your ho car |
| That’s my lolo bro, ain’t trying to get pulled over |
| I ain’t never sober, plus I’m riding dirty something |
| Just trying to see my 30 somethings |
| Damn judge keep giving out jersey numbers |
| I told my bitch I wasn’t shit, and I wouldn’t change, Guess she didn’t believe |
| me |
| Cause she didn’t leave me, but what if she gets even (aaaaahh) |
| Got mixed emotions, for a few different reasons |
| Cause these niggas hoes, and these bitches greedy |
| But I’m solo tough, and I’m solo nice |
| They talking pies and ain’t sold a slice |
| I’m so low key, won’t sell my soul |
| Nor sell a gun, will pull up solo and take your life (that right) |
| You know it hurt when you just cry by yourself (by your self) |
| Trying to dry my eyes and drive but that won’t help |
| I guess I broke my own heart |
| Breaking down, out here lost, I even tried pushing the on star (aah) |
| Turned in to a Grinch from dealing with these henchman |
| Got way to much experience concealing my intentions |
| This bullshit work won’t rock up |
| On top of that, the nigga I got it from got locked up |
| What’s the odds of that |
| I know this lazy ass bitch won’t cook shit |
| Sound crazy but I’m tired of waking up eating left over Ruth Chris For |
| breakfast stressing |
| Running out of place to hide the money |
| Police got me scared to even ride with money |
| Saturday night I’ve been high since Sunday |
| Keep having nightmares I die for nothing |
| You don’t hear them sirens coming? |
| I’m tripping that’s the tv |
| Even when me and Trip get on the TV (step brothers) |
| These niggas can’t see me |
| No tint no nothing when I’m out in public |
| Pistol no smile no doubt I’m thuggin' |
| Grinding up on 100 thousand and fuck it |
| I’m moving out of town without no luggage |
| Unsolved homicides unresolved grudges |
| I love my hood by these streets ain’t nothing |
| Take nothing for granted and keep a nigga humble |
| Take nothing for granted and keep a nigga humble |
| They hear it my voice they can feel a nigga hunger |
| My stomach use to rumble I ain’t getting any younger |
| Got a million on my mind I can feel man it’s coming |
| 9 milli by my stomach I’m just keeping it 100 (LITO) |
| First game on who? |
| Not me |
| None of them threats gone ever stop me |
| Bitch got smashed when that nigga shot me |
| Be damned if a nigga box me |
| Got jammed so I gotta ride solo |
| Can’t trust nan mother fucker no mo |
| Niggas in it for the fame |
| Getting pussy off the strength of the c10 logo |
| Took a loss first with the money |
| Then my homeboys start acting funny |
| My bitch draped in Louis then she tell me I can’t support no woman (damn) |
| It was all good just a week ago |
| When a half a mill was off in my stash |
| And I took them everywhere we can go |
| Even though, niggas turn they head |
| They ain’t hurt me just burned a bridge |
| They can’t cross me, they lost me |
| Fuck em I got my kids |
| Fuck em I do my biz |
| I don’t need a mother fucker sending me shit |
| Good for nothing, around here getting credit from off my dick |
| I don’t need no friends, don’t need no bitch |
| Gotta nigga in stuntman that’s bout it |
| Got a few a couple 100 thou and a few hawks hid |
| Predicted this rain, yes I did |
| Ya’ll hoes round here playing like kids |
| Forgot about why they call me homage |
| All your hate spilling on my garments |
| Fearless love is honest |
| And I’m bout to catch me a homi |
| My younging told me to wait up |
| Your a don out here Bino |
| Please let me do you that favor |
| So I sent him out on that mission |
| With a 50 cal extended |
| I told you once I’m loved |
| And I shall have my vengence |
| I’m laid back cause I’m winning |
| This all a part of my plan |
| I speak my life into existence |
| Leaving foot prints in that sand |
| Got the world inside my hands |
| Just made a pact with Starlito |
| Though it might cost us our life |
| Our job is too free our people |
| We spread our wings like eagles |
| Predicating all evils |
| Be humble we don’t do egos |
| Build pyramids where we go |
| Lost ends justify means fuck what’s illegal |
| It’s clutch time ya, and I’m gonna hit both free throws, Swish |
| Starlito, Hambino, Pressure don’t bust pipes, nigga pressure make diamonds |
| This that real gangsta shit, I don’t know what you other niggas on |