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lirik lagu no love – j.k. mac

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[intro]
yeah, yeah (don’t n0body love you but yourself, n*gga)
yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[refrain]
she calling my sh*t like hold on
she trying to f*ck sum
all on my trap phone
slide if you want too
way that you talking
you finna leave with yo’ back blown
move work easy
sl!ck i’m greasy
wrist iced out its two*toned
money keep rolling over here
yo’ folks can come and get put on

[chorus]
i serve them bricks like free throws
f*cking these freak hoes
lose yo’ money
water tsunami
usher that boy to his grave now he burning
sermon
to these streets i preach i rest my case assured
i don’t need no attorney
highschool n*ggas had flexed on me
i hopped in the field, boy, i promised i earned it
[verse]
they ain’t believe in me
what the f*ck?
d*mn
they must ain’t listen to journey
they trying to appease to me
’cause i’m on now
bridges burned i ain’t use no furnace
i’m him any way that you put it
b*tch i’m feeling like earnest
last week had no purpose
now the chickens came in i ain’t working at churches

ayy
first of the month used to wait on that day
now i’m stacking a check
f*ck a minimum wage
walk through a party
already on that
bulletproof feeling like luke cage
i got a presence, they feel me on stage
how the f*ck a fat n*gga come f*ck on my bae
n*ggas be popping they sh*t so hard
’til they see trippple h pull up rocking them ks
she feeling my sh*t like braille
he f*ckin my b*tch, oh, well
throwing these bullets at his ass one hand the glock
catch sh*lls n*gga like odell
all hundreds on me to my honor
summa cum laude n*gga breaking the scale
i’m from the south, how the f*ck can i fail?
thirty*five raised me we never played fair
been through h*ll and back
post bail i’m back
i wasn’t touching no cell
i don’t even much believe in jesus
crease him i got this holy grail
asian b*tch tryna f*ck me right now
on god give me ho minh tail
so much green on me
my greenery with me
i’m stacking this kale
two glocks different kinds
but they bust together
feeling like keenan and kel
me and my bros ain’t falling out over no b*tch
f*ck that ho, n*gga, we’ll share her
serving this becky, mary, and sarah
n*gga, i’m too cold, n*gga, so player
they getting no votes, no mayor
n*gga try me and i’ll rock his world like slayer
[chorus]
i serve them bricks like free throws
f*cking these freak hoes
lose yo’ money
water tsunami
usher that boy to his grave now he burning
sermon
to these streets i preach i rest my case assured
i don’t need no attorney
highschool n*ggas had flexed on me
i hopped in the field, boy, i promised i earned it

[refrain]
she calling my sh*t like hold on
she trying to f*ck sum
all on my trap phone
slide if you want too
way that you talking
you finna leave with yo’ back blown
move work easy
sl!ck i’m greasy
wrist iced out its two*toned
money keep rolling over here
yo’ folks can come and get put on

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