Lyrics of No Love by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
intro
Ay, this ad-lib right here (say, "Thug Life")
Yeah (check out my Diddy Bop, ya heard me?)
(Oh yeah)
Slime (ay, ay, YoungBoy)
(June, you're a genius)
Slatt, slatt
pre-chorus
Pressed by my life, my interview be the booth
I got my head on steady, goin' in, I can't lose
Just want your love to be genuine, I'm the one that you use
And I won't change for anything, I give it all up for you
But if I ever let my feelings past, baby, then I'm through (then I'm through)
And I won't never leave, but if I catch you with another man
Baby, then I'm through (oh yes, I'm through)
chorus
'Cause I been caught up countin' up (count up)
And baby, I don't need no love (don't need no love)
I just want money and some drugs (some drugs)
I'm turned up in the club (club)
Blow through the ceilin' with my thugs (bitch, blaow)
They know that I don't give a f*ck (wow)
verse
Plus I'm strapped up, who wanna play with me
You know them killers stay with me
We screamin' out, "It's first degree"
I come up banging in them streets
I'm here and I won't never leave
My blood runnin' down my sleeve
My feelings change with the trees
My heart covered down with lean
verse
I'll never choose you, won't admit that I'm right (won't admit that I'm right)
Them hoes wanna just be you, they tell you leave out my life (leave out my life)
They tried to make me leave you 'lone, but I said, "f*ck it, we fight" (man, f*ck it)
I'm on a road, tryna figure who you f*ck wit' at night ("Hey, where you goin'")
But I say f*ck it, prison taught me better, turn up rock out with that metal
You sneakin' 'round with these nigg*s, I guess that, that nigg* better
Try my hardest not to hit her, know you think that I'ma kill her
If you leave, I ain't got nobody, I better not catch a nigg* with her
verse
'Cause in the streets nigg*, we bang for our life (we bang)
For you, I risked everything, I feel like I paid the price
If you ain't happy, I ain't happy, I just want make it right (want make it right)
I'm taking 20 pills a day, might overdose through the night (let's pack)
Don't wanna talk 'cause I don't know (I don't know)
How the f*ck can I live alone? (Yeah)
Don't wanna talk before you came, I was down
How the f*ck can you leave me 'lone? (Yeah)
hook
On the block with that dog food, truck comin' bop-bop (let go)
Police comin' (wee-do-wee), where the f*ck to run now? ("f*ck")
D. Dawg run down on a nigg* (12), stick 'em up like lay it down (bitch, that been)
Bitch, that been my girl from the jump, you play, I'm layin' down
bridge
'Cause you know, I'll never let 'em disrespect her (no)
On my own, I been balling on another level (another level)
And I'm gone, I'm sendin' hits, they think that I'm a devil (I'm a devil)
On the road, nobody left, I done brought all my nigg*s (gang)
pre-chorus
Pressed by my life, my interview be the booth
I got my head on steady, goin' in, I can't lose
Just want your love to be genuine, I'm the one that you use
And I won't change for anything, I give it all up for you
But if I ever let my feelings past
Baby, then I'm through (and I will never lose, I will never leave you)
And I won't never leave, but if I catch you with another man
Baby, then I'm through (and then I'm left confused, oh well)
chorus
'Cause I been caught up countin' up (count up)
And baby, I don't need no love (don't need no love)
I just want money and some drugs (some drugs)
I'm turned up in the club (club)
Blow through the ceilin' with my thugs (I'm with my thugs)
They know that I don't give a f*ck (that's right)
hook
On the block with that dog food, truck comin' bop-bop
Police comin' (wee-do-wee), where the f*ck to run now?
D. Dawg run down on a nigg*, stick 'em up like lay it down
Bitch, that been my girl from the jump, you play, I'm layin' down
outro
Ay, bitch, don't tell me none 'bout her, what you mean?
Ay, long as I don't catch her with no nigg*, I'ma stay this
I'ma stay loving her the way I love her
And the day I do catch her sh*t, then I'm through
What it is, nigg*? f*ck
Ay, 'cause I ain't worried bout nothin'
There's somebody outchea finna love us all
But if we can't be in no relationship with this person and make it work
How the f*ck you gon' go be in another one and make it work?
It's the same thing
outro
(Truck comin' bop-bop)
(Yeah)
(On the block with that dog food, truck comin' bop-bop)
(Wee, where the f*ck to run now?)
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, June James, Michael Ferguson
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