| I look around my circle of friends that got smaller |
| All the contempt they had balled up — in 'em eventually gets brought up |
| Bitching at me like I intended to just dog em |
| Look at my phone and notice I got a missed call from |
| One of my homies and next my text starts blowing up |
| There’s a homie I knew growing up |
| A close friend but his text suggests that we ain’t close enough |
| I started reading and lost my buzz |
| I was at a loss for words |
| A bunch of paragraphs telling me he salty |
| I never call him and cut him off like loss of love |
| That couldn’t be more false, but it’s always my fault |
| They drunk and mad at life, and on to vent at a scapegoat |
| Knew that they preventin' their true feelings |
| They got on about the money, they just wanna run around and tug at my raincoat |
| But they ain’t really mad 'cause I don’t call no more |
| They just jealous of the squad on tour |
| But all them dudes work hard, and I offered you a job before |
| But you expect to do nothing and get a dollar for it |
| Man I wish I had a dollar for the friends that I seen walkin' towards the same |
| revolvin' door |
| Sayin' «Fuck me» with their middle fingers up |
| I used to forgive 'em but I’m no longer feelin' sorry for 'em |
| Homie, no wonder why they call you a — bitch |
| How the fuck a grown man gonna text |
| Another man, trippin', makin' threats |
| That he’d take his own life, blamin' him for his debts 'cause the steps he took |
| But all wrong should’ve said that all long |
| My little homie told me I was dead to him |
| Guess he went from bein' drunk to soberin' up, 'cause when I told him off to |
| check his chin he try to say it’s |
| Love! |
| This love ain’t the same |
| They say it’s love |
| They just love to complain |
| There ain’t no love |
| This love got me drained |
| All these leeches that I keep around me sucking the blood out my veins |
| There ain’t no love (Nah) |
| Love |
| There ain’t no love |
| This love got me drained |
| All these leeches that I keep around me sucking the blood out my veins |
| There ain’t no love |
| They say you wanna lose a fan, you go fuck 'em |
| And said you can’t be their idol on top of carnally touch 'em |
| I wanna be lovin' when I’m on the road alone it be suckin' |
| Performin', he clutchin' a Angel when they corner me bussin' |
| I met a lot of great women on the road |
| Carefully pick it N9na didn’t get wit the ho’s |
| I’m the ticket to kick it when they wanna visit the shows |
| But in time if you stick it and she dig it then it corrodes, slowly |
| 'Cause when they really get to know me, solely |
| They wanna hold me, hopin' that we grow ta be oldies |
| In Holy matrimony, snatch a Brodie |
| From rap, the road, see a sad emoji |
| 'Cause that will never happen, I’ll be forever rappin' |
| They never do see me enough to be my better half |
| And the love they had begins to dwindle |
| All of the huge fan lovin' is out the window |
| All of the nights full of life smokin' the indo' |
| All of the wife’n and the lights off in the limo |
| All of the pipe’n and fights 'cause of a bimbo |
| Begins to crescendo, now the love is in limbo |
| Then no, memo when you come back and try to rekindle |
| You given no info, they will never again show |
| Believin' in you is over like Shinto |
| Makin' a good nigga wanna become a nympho |
| That ain’t love, walk around the club and fuck everybody |
| They lovin' the music and wanna give you their body |
| And share naughty erotic fantasies in the closet |
| But when you gotta go they be sobbin' and pause it |
| Not a fan and never was |
| Got a little personal with him and got a grudge |
| And never be in a crowd, even with a bigger buzz |
| Because a kiss and a hug and plug, you want to shove a thug, it ain’t |
| Love! |
| This love ain’t the same |
| They say it’s love |
| They just love to complain |
| There ain’t no love |
| This love got me drained |
| All these leeches that I keep around me sucking the blood out my veins |
| There ain’t no love (Nah) |
| Love |
| There ain’t no love |
| This love got me drained |
| All these leeches that he keep around me sucking the blood out my veins |
| There ain’t no love |