TEC - No Love lyrics

Playboy on this bitch
But he ain't playin’ though

No rules we abide by, them schools
We get denied by, them tools
We live and die by
Bloodshed, ain't no dry eyes
Everybody cryin'
In the jungle, it’s a wildfire
Everybody dyin', yeah, yeah, yeah

And it don't got no love in these streets
My bitch say it don't got no love up in me
Dead body left a whole lot
Of blood in the streets lot of dog
Lot of glass that we flood in the streets
And it don't got no love in these streets
My bitch say it don't got no love up in me
Dead body left a whole lot
Of blood in the streets lot of glass
Lot of dog that we flood in the streets

With that stick, I stick and move
Rich nigga in the trenches like I
Ain't got shit to lose
Interrogations, that's the reason
I hate interviews that’s on that Nation
I’ll up this bitch and finish you
Used to have my hoes up in
Stores stealin' clothes out ’em
Got a junky that'll take a soul
To keep his nose powdered
I went that road 'bout some niggas
Who ain't slide for theyself
I wasn’t surprised when you ain't ride
You was just lyin' to yourself
And I'm still hollerin' out fuck 12, Trump
And the government
Still that nigga they ain't fuckin' with
Still got drugs and we floodin' it
Still out here with that cutter, bitch
I'm strapped up on the daily ain't no gang
It's that Nation and we ain't
Affiliated with no bitch nigga

No rules we abide by, them schools
We get denied by, them tools
We live and die by
Bloodshed, ain't no dry eyes
Everybody cryin'
In the jungle, it's a wildfire
Everybody dyin', yeah, yeah, yeah

And it don't got no love in these streets
My bitch say it don't got no love up in me
Dead body left a whole lot
Of blood in the streets lot of glass
Lot of dog that we flood in the streets

Shit got me hypnotized like
That movie Get Out
That's why with no hesitation
I'll blow your shit off
I sense tension in the air
'fore it even kick off
And them hoes, we don't spare
Get your bitch picked off, yeah
It got me hypnotized
I swear that I'm in a daze
We go and spin, it's one of them days
I got a hundred up under the K
Run in your shit, fuck minimum wage
Playin' with cards but this ain't no spades
Fuck your lil' ho
Put that bitch on the blade
'Member I used to go ride with rags
Shit still got me hypnotized today
And all I know is keep that pole on me
Thought they were stickin' to the code
But nigga told on me
I'm off parole, this stick'll fold up
Done seen niggas dead in cold blood
Where the hoes only jump on your dick if
You had rap dreams and sold drugs

No rules we abide by, them schools
We get denied by, them tools
We live and die by
Bloodshed, ain't no dry eyes
Everybody cryin'
In the jungle, it's a wildfire
Everybody dyin', yeah, yeah, yeah

And it don't got no love in these streets
My bitch say it don't got no love up in me
Dead body left a whole lot
Of blood in the streets lot of dog
Lot of glass that we flood in the streets
And it don't got no love in these streets
My bitch say it don't got no love up in me
Dead body left a whole lot
Of blood in the streets lot of glass
Lot of dog that we flood in the streets