Show Me Love (feat. Sheluvchris)

I had my heat up in the party couldn't let em fuckin' know Got frozen bullets in the Glock I had to let em fuckin' go Purple jeans on, I couldn't let the choppa show I got some bitches that be talkin', couldn't Stop my fuckin' flow When I was on my dick, you didn't ever show me love How you actin' like a person that you never Even was Only thing that keep me goin' is the guys I got above And if its problem with the gang we fuckin' flockin' like some doves He movin' wrong I'm movin' right Pull up on em, it's on sight First class I'm takin' flight Bitch I'm higher than a kite Got my pole I'm masked up, we only slidin' when it's night They be actin' like some dogs, but only bark they never bite I can't worry about a bitch, I'm tryna get this fuckin' money If we talkin' bout a vision, then I'm seein' 2020 Tryna slide on me, he must be a fuckin' dummy I ain't talkin' bout a blunt, but we just wrapped him like a mummy Bitch, I'm back up on the beat, hell yeah, I'm goin' psycho Turn your ass green, I ain't talkin' bout no Geico Smokin' on that Reggie, but you know I still got hype though If you got a problem with my gang you gon' need a ride Caught your ass slack and then we put you on a sideshow Call up Lil' Bro and then I pass him to the side hoe Hit him in his leg, now he can't walk on his thigh bone Hesi and we hesi, till he jumpin' like some sky zone Aye my closet like a baby, that bitch won't stop throwin' fits I'm Ray Lewis in the field, I'm runnin' for the fuckin' blitz I heard you talkin' on the net, I guess you gotta call it quits That bitch just made me fuckin' mad, she really think I wanna kiss I had my heat up in the party, but they didn't even know Bitch they thought that I was Brady way I let these bullets go Man you said that you was tough, you better let it fuckin' show I can't even talk about my feelings, my heart colder than some snow I be cookin' in the kitchen, yeah, you know I'm hot and ready Only f*ck with automatics, so Im passing him the semi And he tried to pull up on me, so I shot him in the belly And we got unlimited guns, I ain't shootin' till it's empty How you speakin' on my mans? You ain't never shot shit We gon' pull up in a whip, you get shot and then you dip Say you got like 40k, then I'm bouta catch a lick If I don't got my gun up on me, I'm usin' a brick You ain't never show me love, so why keep talkin' to me Every time I'm on the beat, bitch, I'm on a killin' spree If you really want the smoke, you get popped, I guarantee And you cannot f*ck with me, hell yeah, most definitely