| Ain’t no love | 
| Do she really love me or the fame? | 
| Ain’t no love | 
| And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang? | 
| Ain’t no love, love, love, love | 
| Do she really love me or the fame? | 
| And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang? | 
| Told the bitch not to do it but the bitch did it anyway | 
| Then she wonder why when she talk to me I’m like «Anyway» | 
| 'Are you walkin' away from me, Joseph?' | 
| I’m like «Bitch, anyway» | 
| Break up with me then, to me, I was still single anyway | 
| We ain’t engaged, we just engage; | 
| that’s it… | 
| Make sure you cum after I come; | 
| I’m on my way, that’s it | 
| And the same time tomorrow we can do it again | 
| Make love to you or fuck the shit out you and ya friend | 
| 15 years old. | 
| I was already keepin' it real | 
| And 22 years later, that’s how I’m keepin' it still | 
| Definition of an OG, baby, you should already know | 
| I don’t want no ass; | 
| gimme my cash, I’m out the do | 
| Ain’t no love | 
| Do she really love me or the fame? | 
| Ain’t no love | 
| And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang? | 
| Ain’t no love, love, love, love | 
| Do she really love me or the fame? | 
| And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang? | 
| I wish a bitch even act like she gon' touch my phone | 
| Knock her ass out. | 
| I hope I don’t fuck up my phone | 
| She wanna know if her homegirls numbers fill up my phone | 
| So many relationships within, if I give up my phone | 
| Niggas would be so mad at me but they stay mad at me anyway | 
| Sayin' what they gon' do to Z-Ro, Z-Ro be like, «Anyway» | 
| Get rich or get rich. | 
| fuck dyin', I’m like, «Anyway» | 
| Can’t even concentrate on fuckin', I’m like, «Bitch, anyway» | 
| Get the fuck up off me, hoe, I’m a mother fuckin' hustler | 
| No disrespect but I need to be with my customers | 
| I’m addicted to blue bills, Macallan 18 and a few pills | 
| Ain’t never gave a fuck about what the world doin' and I promise that’s what I | 
| do still | 
| Ain’t no love | 
| Do she really love me or the fame? | 
| Ain’t no love | 
| And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang? | 
| Ain’t no love, love, love, love | 
| Do she really love me or the fame? | 
| And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang? | 
| Z-Ro the Crooked, aka the Mo City Don | 
| Rother Vandross, the one thang Rother Vandross never ever ever ever ever ever do | 
| Is show love, it’s showing weakness you dig my backbone straight | 
| It don’t never bend ya feel, cause uh… | 
| Once it bend, it’s too hard to go back straight | 
| You feel, Vandross no love for a nigga and no love for a bitch ya dig uh… | 
| Ain’t no love | 
| Do she really love me or the fame? | 
| Ain’t no love | 
| And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang? | 
| Ain’t no love, love, love, love | 
| Do she really love me or the fame? | 
| And would my niggas, still be my niggas if I didn’t pay for everythang? |