Dave East - The City lyrics

(Dougie on the beat) really ain't no love

For meetings now, shit, we goin' to Tao (Tao)
My man called me, said he goin' to trial
He facing twenty years (God)
I would look at my pocket
Wasn't a penny there  (Nothin')
Just Heineken bottles,  wasn't no Hennys near
(Uh, uh) i can look you in your eyes
And tell you really scared (I know)
Sincerely yours, the shit I talk is so vivid
(You see it)
Dirty project niggas with dreams
Of becoming billionaires (Uh)
Reporting live from my side
Niggas is gettin'
All the product we had to break up
Now every day I wake up
Somebody got a problem with Dave, uh
'Cause I'm livin' a little better
Or pull up sittin' on leather
With some bitches that's from
'round y'all way? Uh
Is it because I got my cake up?
Your wifey see me
I'm the reason y'all about to break up
All action, I don't say much
All my life, I just wanted to pop
Set up the business right in
Front of the spot you either want it or not
Window shopping, I just wanted to shop
My feet hurt and I walked hundreds of blocks
I ain't said nothing to cops (Shh)
I ain't even have the key
Somehow I opened the lock focused off Pac
Chillin', blowing smoke on a yacht

Ain't no love
(Ain't no love, my nigga) , in the
Heart of the city (Real talk
Where I come from)
Ain't no love in the heart of town, oh
Ain't no love (Uh)
In the heart of the city
(It's like they gettin' paid to hate)
Ain't no love (No love) , in the heart of
Town (No love, ain't no, ain't no love)

I remember Dipset broke up
That shit woke the Loc up (Woke me up)
I was copping two for fifteens
Just trying to smoke up (Uh)
The D's keep circling the block
They going doughnuts (Woop, woop)
Thinking about Maleek and Marcus
I gotta roll up
Now every night I go to sleep
Pray to God they notice me
I'm vibing out to Floetry
Just booked a hosting overseas
(Overseas, we out)
They might pop that shit online
But they never approaching me
I'm hall of fame, nigga
Like who coaching me? Block was on fire
Tell me who you know got as low as me?
Deliver like poetry
Ain't gotta ask her to go with me
You wasn't in them cold December nights
In the snow with me
We disrespect the opps openly
Then go fuck they sister to Jodeci
Dreaming 'bout a spot we could
Hustle without no cops
Nobody came to rumble
We snuck it inside the spot
All they heard was shots
Walked off in a pair of Prada socks
Niggas be Jay Reed, you not a cop
(You not a cop, pussy)

Ain't no love (Sucker-ass niggas)
In the heart of the city
(Really ain't no love) ain't no love
(You can show niggas love, but)
In the heart
Of town, oh (Nine times out of ten
That shit ain't gon' come back)
Ain't no love (Uh) , in the heart of
The city (Ain't no love, nigga)
Ain't no love in the heart of town
(Karma, karma)