Out of Love

Tell a hoe to hop in After we f*ck, is it cool if I get at your friend Don't beat around the bush, don't try to pretend I don't really have time to spend, & if I do it depends Usually I'm in the studio Blowing on the kush if we ain't blowing dro I get her so high, you can't keep it on the low Blowing on that kush that your dirt can't even grow One thing you need to know, is im on my shit And I don't owe no nigga, I don't owe no bitch No love for any nigga that said that I snitched Without a single paper work, ain't that a bitch Niggas better recognize all the thug in me Before a nigga asking why they put these slugs in me I want my money, bitch so you can't get a hug for free I'm still digging out this whole that they dug for me And we not drug free, the drugs for free F*ck her like my girl, even though she company The weed make me feel better, it comforts me And if you think I'm slipping, I got something under me They tryna keep me from beyond and above That's that main reason that a nigga out of love You niggas better rethink cause I ain't who I was I had love for you niggas now I'm out of love