Big Tim the Glider - No Love (feat. Gezzoc$ & JJ) Lyrics

Love dough
Love smoke
Don't love hoes
Love zones
Love home
Love to go
Love the game
Love the streets
Don't love no lames
Glide mob
Riot squad I love my gang
No love for these thots
No love for these fake ass niggas running round
Cause I know that they hot
Niggas showing all this fake love in the spot
Nigga swear it's real but I know that it's not
Niggas want my head gone off from the top
Nigga say it's love but I know that it's not
Said he the plug but I know when it's hot
I'm going keep it trill
All that flexing get u killed
You out here doing it for the gram you not real
I know a lot of niggas but 6 is real
Fed ass niggas
Snitching on a nigga when you the connect
Put you in a tank and your feet got wet
Couldn't hold water so now you a rat
It's real ass niggas doing time for that (Pussy)
Nah I can't f*ck with the fakes
They hiss in the grass beware of the snakes
Thought he was real but he work for the state
When you get up nigga want your place
Thought it was cool laughing all in your face
Now they pointing at you trying build them a case
I glide over all nigga that's every day
Pussy ass nigga please stay out the way
I don't wanna hurt nobody
I just want some dough
I'm on my Z-Ro
I just want some leave me alone
I got love for my flow
I got love for my mob
They stay 10 toes
No love for these hoes
Anything goes
Steady on my pivot trying dodge these foes
Steady jumping fences trying hide these poles
Grind so hard can't change my clothes
Funny how it's the niggas that's close
Plot on you trying do the most
Gotta move different G stand for ghost
Niggas not loyal I'm soon to be royal so crown me nigga
F*ck every nigga trying down me nigga
Let's glide
Love dough
Love smoke
Don't love hoes
Love zones
Love home
Love to go
Love the game
Love the streets
Don't love no lames
Glide mob
Riot squad I love my gang
No love for these thots
No love for these fake ass niggas running round
Cause I know that they hot
Niggas showing all this fake love in the spot
Nigga swear it's real but I know that it's not
Niggas want my head gone off from the top
Nigga say it's love but I know that it's not
Said he the plug but I know when it's hot
And y'all welling
All y'all niggas straight telling
Fraud niggas y'all fake felons
Y'all ain't got no F on your records
Talking to detectives
Running round reckless
Mob niggas dog shit out like Tekken
But all my niggas ain't wrecking
Put your phone down nigga we ain't texting
F*ck is you checking
We come through teching
Uh
Love in these streets is a myth
I seen it all writing this lighting my spliff
High as bitch can't get sober
Molly popper
Gotta keep rolling
I tried to stop it
Somehow I keep floating
I glide on top it
I glide like the cockpit
I glide til it's over
I glide til I'm overboard
I'm over whores and didn't wanna roll in yours
Niggas was so for sure
Til the glide mob showed them boys
Now them niggas like 0 and 4
And we inviting hoes with open doors and we smoking more
All of these thot hoes
They going go at the snap of the finger something like Thanos
Me I don't give her nothing but dick and McDonald's
Swerving serving PG streets
Hoes and potholes
U chose but she is not yours
And I love it
Outside we thuggin
Glide Mob aint clubbing
Your mouth wild but you bluffing nigga
Love dough
Love smoke
Don't love hoes
Love zones
Love home
Love to go
Love the game
Love the streets
Don't love no lames
Glide mob
Riot squad I love my gang
No love for these thots
No love for these fake ass niggas running round
Cause I know that they hot
Niggas showing all this fake love in the spot
Nigga swear it's real but I know that it's not
Niggas want my head gone off from the top
Nigga say it's love but I know that it's not
Said he the plug but I know when it's hot
30's of Oxy it have my shit itching
Can't keep a girl I'm sick of the bitching
Get in my mode she say that I'm tripping
Cut off my hoes I'm chasing these riches
Bad to the bone and nah I aint kidding
Big bad 40 come with extensions
Slap in the drum and then go Sid Vicious
When it start sparking I won't leave a witness
All by my lonely no co-defendants
All black mask take off what you dripping
Creep in your house
Crawled up out the trenches
All up in your fridge and f*ck up your kitchen
F*ck on your wife
Now that bitch missing
Shut the f*ck up and go do the dishes
For I get head I'm checking for blisters
Bust on her face she clean up like Windex
I'm with the mob so she suck like 4 dicks
I'm on my job I hope I get noticed
And if I don't my glick going be loaded
Family come first I gotta stay focused
Get off my dick
I'm done with the hoe shit
Niggas and bitches they be hella bogus
Emptied the clip now I'm reloaded
F*ck is you saying I always got motives
Smoke good gas
And sheets I'm rolling
Funnel's included in all that I'm smoking
Blame it on mob the boot got me higher
Sex on a bitch and pull a all nighter
I'm not a lame or a nigga you confide in
All I want is money and it come with the violence
Me and all mines we dont walk we gliding
How my mind is was perfect timing