Love

Lyrics

[Intro] Now, I don't ever wanna hear you niggas say you doubtin' shit again [Verse] Look, look Fake niggas, don't show me love And all you fake bitches, I don't want your hugs I got this pistol and a gang of hundreds In this drop, Mercedes-Benz, gettin' dumb blunted Don't be surprised if you don't get what you never wanted I'm on my fifth fly whip, while you ain't never stunted Never going broke, funny 'cause I never budget Lot of niggas 'round now that I ain't never fucked with That's why I'm in and out of town, out in other countries It's like the less I come around, the more I get money And I been catching wind lately that the feds want me But I'm gon' keep getting rich, so it's gon' get ugly Told my mama I'ma gang-bang graduate Pioneered the transition from this Crippin' wasn't easy, nigga, but I mastered it That's why I still deliver raps so passionate Built my own lane, ain't no nigga ever hand me shit Slauson Avenue, do you understand the averages? The fact, I'm still standing speaks volumes to my savages We lust lavishness and aim for extravagance Even if it's only temporary 'Least we had the shit I press the gas 'til one-60 on the dash is hit My bitch lit the blunt and passed the shit Look, iPhone 4's and life on tour Get five racks every night, what's the price on yours? I'm down to splurge on my bitch, 'cause I don't wife no whores Get the whole fall collection if she like that store Baby, rhyme crazy, that's just how this life made me Trust funds for Emani, in case this life take me I live it to the fullest, never let this life break me This far it's been a cold demonstration Number one question now is, "Did the fame the change me?" Fuckin' right, young nigga, should I be still gang-bangin'? Wait, hold up, hold that thought, take these shots And tell my niggas S.I.P. The Marathon don't stop Before I sell my soul, I give my life It's been a minute but we gon' get right, watch— [Outro] Hussle, music I'm out here on a mission and I'm all alone I'm far from where I'm going and I'm far from home Somehow I knew I'm moving in the right direction My mama always told me I was gon' be special I'm out here on a mission and I'm all alone Was far from where I'm going and I'm far from home Somehow I know I'm moving in the right direction My mama always told me I was gon' be special Hussle, yeah yeah yeah, yeah The motherfucking marathon continues TMC, nigga I think I'ma drop two discs on you niggas this time I feel like I can keep going