No Love

**[VERSE 1]**

The gutter's my tutor, death my recruiter

Crack babies grow up to be looters and shooters

Palm full of scars where the fiends kissed the ruler

Every hood got a cross and a ghost in the sewer

Mom's tears turn to ice in the winter

Pops' last words was "don't be no sinner"

But the devil don't bargain with poor-ass beginners

Now my .44 sing like a church choir singer

**[HOOK]**

Streetz don't love you (nah) they just use you (facts)

Turn your dreams to dust then they'll abuse you (trapped)

Either eat the weak or the weak get chewed

My life's a black rose - grew up out the glue

**[VERSE 2]**

Feds tap my line like a bad percussion

Every homie I buried was a bloodless lesson

The block's a chess board - pawns get depressed then

End up chalk outlines askin' heaven questions

I play God with these nickel-plated scriptures

Turn snitch dreams to funeral pictures

The game's wicked but the wicked get richer

My conscience died with my baby sister

**[BRIDGE]**

They told me "stop the violence"

But violence fed my children

The system built these trenches

Now judge me for the killin'?

**[VERSE 3]**

Third generation trap house resident

CPS cases and absent presidents

The fiends pray to me like I'm heaven-sent

While the coroner vans make their regular visits

My legacy? Bloodstains on project bricks

Youngins recite my rhymes like crucifix

The streets birthed me - a demon hybrid

When I die, let the opps throw roses to witness

**[OUTRO]**

The end of the story? Probably tragic

Another black king wrapped in plastic magic

But tonight I'm alive - semi-automatic

Spittin' flames at the world that made me savage