Burna Bandz, Pressa - Love Don't Live Here lyrics

Gang, Wass
You know we like the first niggas to
Put our dead homies on pendants and shit
You know what Imean?
Long live Houli, long live Wass
Long live Why-S
Way too many niggas to fucking call out
LG, LO, Spooks, all my niggas man
Know what I mean?
Now we got dead homies on pendants and shit
Wass gang, nigga

Shawty, what you looking for?
Love don't live here (It don't)
I be with them hitters, nigga, what's up
(What's up)
I be with them killers, nigga, what's up
(What's up)
Going too hard, they say I'm too much
(Too much)
Bands can't fold, I'm gettin' paper cuts
Shooters on deck, they say we too much (yeah)
Ridin' 'round, back-to back Escalade trucks
(Brr) look at my neck and wrist, it bust
I'd be lyin' if I said I wouldn't change nun'
Got dead homies on my pendant (Houli)
And I seen way too much
I can't put down the uh (Shh, gang)
Yeah he was cappin' but I called his bluff
(Bluff)
If you my brother, just know that we stuck
Kept this shit a hunnid from the jump
This money like a drug
(Drug) , man, I can't get to need it (yeah)

Lah
Got dead homies on pendant going dumb, yeah
Spending shit on no ho'
Spend racks on lil' bruh
Ain't no pillow talkin', that's a dub
I used to fall down and get up
We was plugged in with the plug
We wasn't paying half for the drop
Fuck it, next pack gotta land
We pay forty-two for the gas
I checked the nigga with my 42 Glock
Before 'Rona I had a mask
Before rap, I had a name in these streets
It was all gang
We was always in and out of trap
See the story like a Killa Cam story
Fuck you and your dead homie
I cut my ties, nigga, if I feel like that
They won't slide for me
They get like The Wire, homie
Love they said ain't shit, lil' nigga
This a different category
Ain't sparing shit, lil' nigga
No Robert Horry, bitch

Shawty, what you looking for?
Love don't live here (It don't) , uh
I be with them hitters, nigga, what's up
(What's up)
I be with them killers, nigga, what's up
(What's up)
Going too hard, they say I'm too much
(Too much)
Bands can't fold, I'm gettin' paper cuts
Shooters on deck, they say we too much (yeah)
Ridin' 'round, back-to back Escalade trucks
(Brr) look at my neck and wrist, it bust
I'd be lyin' if I said I wouldn't change nun'
Got dead homies on my pendant
And I seen way too much
I can't put down the uh (Shh, gang)
Yeah he was cappin' but I called his bluff
(Cappin', bluff)
If you my brother, just know that we stuck
(Stuck)
Kept this shit a hunnid from the jump
This money like a drug, man
I can't get to need it

If you my crodie, just know that we locked in
(Locked) i do it all for the gang
Wassas don't die, they roll in the coffin
I fell in love with that Boston, green
Red and yellow, green beam
My chain swinging like athlete
We servin', we servin' we servin cocaine
All this traffic
And I left before the door break
Free 47 and Baby K
Pay thirty-sev' for thirty-eight (Thirty)
Just like this 38, pussy
Ass nigga get murdered, ayy
My niggas super team, neat the murder case
Ballin', fuckin' with these drugs
I'm goin' all in
Young nigga, don't get me started
Hunnid in cash, and more in the closet
Do it for the gang and the ones that doubt it
Pack came in, pack get outed
Love don't live here, baby, I'm sorry

Shawty, what you looking for?
Love don't live here (It don't)
I be with them hitters, nigga, what's up
(What's up)
I be with them killers, nigga, what's up
(What's up)
Going too hard, they say I'm too much
(Too much)
Bands can't fold, I'm gettin' paper cuts
Shooters on deck, they say we too much (yeah)
Ridin' 'round, back-to back Escalade trucks
(Brr) look at my neck and wrist, it bust
I'd be lyin' if I said I wouldn't change nun'
Got dead homies on my pendant
And I seen way too much
I can't put down the uh (Shh, gang)
Yeah he was cappin' but I called his bluff
(Cappin')
If you my brother, just know that we stuck
Kept this shit a hunnid from the jump
This money like a drug, man
I can't get to need it