No Love Connections

Early in the morning checking traps, picking hoes up
I toss the bitch a whole P, and tell her roll up
I slide through the ghetto with my doors up
Fuck around and be a car show when we show up
I'm a boss, so I choose when I wanna speak
You can get all in your feelings, I'ma let you be
I got no patience for the law, took them through the east
And on the island, Louis bags, Louis on my feet

I knew I had to paint the picture when I made it out
I knew I had to tell the truth and what this shit about
We on that I-75 took it through the south
I'm FaceTiming with these hoes, they took a different route
Eh this a hundred twenty thousand, on the A.P
I watched them niggas ball on me, I guess it made me
I hit my knees, I pray to God, 'cause that's who saved me
I'll take the money to invest, but I love Jay-Z
Teezy my brother, when he free, we count a M a piece
I love my brother, that's fasho, I love him like my niece
Z06 drop the top and spin out in the V
I dropped them bands at Roll Star I dropped 'em at Elite
I gotta be a real nigga, til' I leave this Earth
Forty thousand one week, I took it out her perse
Blacks bringing down blacks, this must be the curse
Them niggas kicked me while I'm down, and I was at my worst

Early in the morning checking traps, picking hoes up
I toss the bitch a whole P, and tell her roll up
I slide through the ghetto with my doors up
Fuck around and be a car show when we show up
I'm a boss, so I choose when I wanna speak
You can get all in your feelings, I'ma let you be
I got no patience for the law, took them through the east
And on the island, Louis bags, Louis on my feet

Posting up checker chicken, it ain't shit to me
Tapping in with folks 'cause she chose me
Every square bitch dream, way before stream
Ain't no talking on the phone, nigga, we can meet
On my way to San Jose, do my money dance
Everytime that bitch call, it's a couple bands
I was riding 22's, nigga back then
I ain't crashing out 'bout nothing, but the backend
Street nigga, when I park, gotta back in
Pulled up to the net but the mack in
All these hoes wanna hump 'cause I'm having
Put some money to the side, what I recommend
Man, I think it's safe to say, that I'm a game god
Bounce out of 88, with the bass knock
You the type to hit the hood, get your chain got
You the type to let a 304 brainwash you
Nigga, bad job

Early in the morning checking traps, picking hoes up
I toss the bitch a whole P, and tell her roll up
I slide through the ghetto with my doors up
Fuck around and be a car show when we show up
I'm a boss, so I choose when I wanna speak
You can get all in your feelings, I'ma let you be
I got no patience for the law, took them through the east
And on the island, Louis bags, Louis on my feet