Money Man - No Love lyrics
Money Man [Tysen Jay Bolding] The Bronx, NY/Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Money Man - No Love lyrics]
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
[?]
She wanna get in my boxers
Streets made me holy
Made me emotional
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
At least a nigga honest
I'm loyal I promise
Imma win regardless
Keep touching and fucking
No love no conscience
Pull up to the show on on a 3 wheeler
Say ya finna kill me we gone see nigga
No love I'm heartless
Gotta numerous charges
Trap out a charger
Drove 100 P's to Charlotte
Met the plug at olive garden
Took my AR and carbine
I ain't ducking shit I'ma shoot first
Expensive ass shoes make ya feet hurt
Make a jack boy go and revert
Have the gang shoot up favorite rapper concert
Gang knock ya off Bossin'
No love no conscience
I ain't had an option
Why the fuck a nigga traffickin'
USPS sent the package in
Open up a fresh bell from the packagin'
Dressing like the Gucci store manikin
Droppin' off P's on my manager
Swiping watching out for the cameras
No shirt put your [?] on camera
I just want the check fuck the glamour
With my jeweler burning money like a candle
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
[?]
She wanna get in my boxers
Street made me holy
Made me a emotional
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
At least a nigga honest
I'm loyal I promise
Imma win regardless
Keep touching and fucking
No love no conscience
I'm a young nigga trippin' on the sauce
Big backwood chillin in the loft
Got your main bitch dancin' with the stars
She wanna kick it with the younguns' in charge
Gotta Ruger you can take that bitch apart
And ain even gotta play all my cards
Tryna figure out a better way to start
But I haven't [?]
I'ma keep this bitch movin' like cocaine
Blowing good gas no propane
Cap ass niggas need rogaine
Fuckin on ya bitch eatin' Lo' Mein
Pockets on swole no protein
Bitch I'm on go like Wu-Tang
Said she wanna hop in the new thang
So I went and iced out a new chain
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
[?]
She wanna get in my boxers
Street made me holy
Made me a emotional
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
At least a nigga honest
I'm loyal I promise
Imma win regardless
Keep touching and fucking
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
[?]
She wanna get in my boxers
Streets made me holy
Made me emotional
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
At least a nigga honest
I'm loyal I promise
Imma win regardless
Keep touching and fucking
No love no conscience
Pull up to the show on on a 3 wheeler
Say ya finna kill me we gone see nigga
No love I'm heartless
Gotta numerous charges
Trap out a charger
Drove 100 P's to Charlotte
Met the plug at olive garden
Took my AR and carbine
I ain't ducking shit I'ma shoot first
Expensive ass shoes make ya feet hurt
Make a jack boy go and revert
Have the gang shoot up favorite rapper concert
Gang knock ya off Bossin'
No love no conscience
I ain't had an option
Why the fuck a nigga traffickin'
USPS sent the package in
Open up a fresh bell from the packagin'
Dressing like the Gucci store manikin
Droppin' off P's on my manager
Swiping watching out for the cameras
No shirt put your [?] on camera
I just want the check fuck the glamour
With my jeweler burning money like a candle
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
[?]
She wanna get in my boxers
Street made me holy
Made me a emotional
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
At least a nigga honest
I'm loyal I promise
Imma win regardless
Keep touching and fucking
No love no conscience
I'm a young nigga trippin' on the sauce
Big backwood chillin in the loft
Got your main bitch dancin' with the stars
She wanna kick it with the younguns' in charge
Gotta Ruger you can take that bitch apart
And ain even gotta play all my cards
Tryna figure out a better way to start
But I haven't [?]
I'ma keep this bitch movin' like cocaine
Blowing good gas no propane
Cap ass niggas need rogaine
Fuckin on ya bitch eatin' Lo' Mein
Pockets on swole no protein
Bitch I'm on go like Wu-Tang
Said she wanna hop in the new thang
So I went and iced out a new chain
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
[?]
She wanna get in my boxers
Street made me holy
Made me a emotional
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
No love no conscience
At least a nigga honest
I'm loyal I promise
Imma win regardless
Keep touching and fucking
No love no conscience