No Love

I put a bankroll in a tote bag Billy tucked on me, if it go bad I could put a bag up where his dome at Bitch did me wrong, promise I won't go back Racks on the sheets like count that You did your big one, watch me bounce back Got me wanting to slide bout that Over your name, niggas woulda died bout that I stayed down and you chose up I can't wait till I blow up It's tatted on me, I ain't showin' no love It's smoke in the air, watch it go up I could have so many hoes, but I chose you I'm a young nigga doing what I'm pose to So glad I ain't never post you Still mean everything that I told you I'm just tryna chase these riches I'm like, f*ck these feelings Talkin' bout you love me, kill it Problems been blurring my vision You fuckin' with these bums and pump fakers I won't chase you, but I chase paper Wasn't on my 10's, so I can't blame her She back to the streets, so I can't save her Private jets to Brooklyn My heart fucked up, it's done with I could've had you cuming I want you and whatever you come with You only hit me up when your niggas fucked up I swear it was never love Gon' make me pop at a nigga, it's so janky That's why I keep my gun I was ready to stay with you You did me wrong, it's cool All I want is the truth I can't vent, bring it to the booth I swear niggas ain't on shit Real spill, this ain't no diss Cause niggas ain't poppin' shit That's why I keep my blick