(Tre made this beat) That's real shit, bro, like After you like a, a baby, a child, a little kid If you lucky enough, you know what I'm sayin'? After you a child, bruh, ain't no love in this shit, man, for real This shit rough, man You got a long road, boy, a cold one Straight up Only love what you do for 'em The only kinda love out here, my nigga
Who can you trust in this cold, cold world? Better get a blanket It's worse than the wild, wild west, this shit get dangerous Never thought I'd see the day separate glitter from gold When friends turn into foes, but it's the life that I chose And these hoes look so heaven-sent, but be so devilish Got spiteful ways, never seen it coming like a tidal wave Get on my knees every day, I asked God and prayed That my dirty ways don't lead me to an early grave One life to live and it's survival of the fuckin' fittest Here come your rivals, when you winnin', they want competition And did I mention niggas itchin' to be opposition? Hit they blocks with Glocks with the extensions, now ain't no tension Told my old lady how I'm feelin', she say I'm trippin' But she don't know I pray for love On the block with the thugs Prayin' a nigga show us love, but ain't no love, so we get it out the mud Mama made me feel like I overstayed my welcome So I packed up my shit and went for seldom, like where's the fellas? I'm pretty sure they understand the way I feel Hotbox the bucket, laugh about how cold the world is Like ain't no love in this shit 'til you get rich and famous And these hoes want rappers or ball players It's hard to separate the fake, 'cause they chose us Everybody showed up when we blowed up
(And that's real shit, you know what I'm sayin'?) I pray for, uh, I pray for love (And you wonder why I question everything, man), yeah (Every female in my life, I'm talking 'bout everything, bro, it wasn't no love in this shit) I pray for love (It's cold, real cold, you know what I'm sayin') I pray for love, yeah, yeah, yeah (That's it, no love in this shit) (Tellin' you, ain't no love in this shit, dawg) (When you succeed, that's the only love out here, my nigga) (This shit cold, bruh, for real, that's why) I pray for love, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain't no love out here for us, I'm telling you, straight up) (Tre made this beat)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
